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“I am Gavriil Nikolaev, don of the Nikolaev Bratva in Boston, and I do not accept your resignation.”
“If you think I’m going to let you go, you’re out of your fucking mind, Hannah.”
“You have my baby in your womb, Hannah Hall,” he whispers. “I won’t let anything happen to you.”
“Regret is for the weak,” he whispers. “And you, Hannah Hall, mother of my child… you are not weak.”
“You are the center of my universe. I don’t know if you’ll ever fully understand what that means to me, but I’ll be damned if I don’t spend the rest of my days trying to tell you. Trying to show you. Your breath is my breath. What you see is what I see. Where you go is where I go and where you rest your head, that’s my home. I’ll go to any lengths it takes to bring you the world on a silver platter. I’ll fight off every last man who’s ever lived if they even dare to dream of laying a finger on your head. You are mine. Never, ever forget that.”
