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The truth isn’t what you see. It’s what you make of it. There’s no such thing as a wholesome truth or a perfect reality. There are people and agendas. There is peace and war. There is losing and winning.
His brows furrow, and his most loyal soldier, Aleksander, stiffens behind him, his hand going to his gun. He has feminine features and a smaller frame for a guard, but he’s as merciless as his direct boss.
Igor’s son, the husband I just willingly chose, is none other than the one who stabbed my heart then walked all over it. Kyle fucking Hunter.
When the hurricane hits him out of nowhere, he’ll understand why storms are named after women.
“Do you know why I’m a shadow, Princess? It’s because no one notices when I’m gone.”
“Those who say women can’t go far in this world are afraid of what the likes of you can do. That’s why you have to be careful and smart, because your enemies are more than you can count or see.
“By the power granted to me by the church, I now pronounce you husband and wife,” the priest says. “You may kiss the bride.” Rai attempts to give me her cheek, but I wrap an arm around her waist and slam my lips to hers.
She tastes like addiction and bad decisions, and yet I would still come back for a hit every day.
“What are you doing?” “Consummating our marriage, Princess. It’s long overdue.”
“I’ll barge through any door you lock, so you might as well save your energy next time.”
“Beg me. Beg this filthy stray dog to relieve you of your misery.” “I’m Rai Sokolov. I beg no one.”
Leaving this woman behind will probably be the hardest part of my mission once I’m done.
“Eye for an eye, Kyle. You know I believe in that. So next time you let a woman throw her arms around you, know I’ll find another man to throw my arms around. Fuck a woman and I’ll fuck two men—and a woman, if I’m in the mood.”
“Don’t ever, and I mean ever, repeat that. You’re my wife—know your fucking place.” “And you’re my husband,” I mutter through clenched teeth. “Know your fucking place.”
“Don’t attempt to play with my fire, Rai. The moment a man so much as looks at you, let alone touches you, I will slice his fucking throat and watch as life leaves his eyes so he knows in every last second that he shouldn’t have touched what’s mine.”
