He probably wanted to straight-up murder me. He stopped in front of me. We stared at each other for a moment, and then his arms wrapped around me, and he embraced me in a hug. I stiffened, sucking in a shocked breath, my eyes widening. What. The. Ever-loving. Fuck? I stayed still, too stunned to move a single muscle. He was hugging me. The Bratva Butcher was hugging me
