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“You are not what I expected, Mr. Petrov,” she says, and I have to give it to her—the girl has balls. “How so, Miss Grey?” “I expected you to be eighty.” She purses her lips.
Dear God, I need to have my head checked, because instead of being afraid like a normal person, I’m attracted to him.
“If I hear you call her that again, in front of me or anyone else, I’m going to slit your throat. Is that clear?”
“I’m sorry,” she whispers. “It’s not you, Roman.” “I know.” I reach out to place my palm on her cheek and brush away the tear. “I’m going to kill him, malysh. It’s going to be slow, and it’s going to be painful. Just give me his name.”
she smiles at me. It’s like the sun has suddenly broken through the dark clouds, hitting me with its warmth, and I find myself wishing this was real and not just an act.
The head of the Russian criminal syndicate. A drug dealer. A killer. And I managed to fall in love with him. Someone please just lock me up in a mental institution, because that’s apparently where I belong.
“I’m in love with you, Roman.” I close my eyes for a second and squeeze her tightly. It’s like everything around me stopped. “Then we share the same problem, malysh.”
“That six-month deal? It’s off, Nina,” I say and squeeze her waist. “I don’t care what we agreed. You’re mine now and I’m not letting you go. Ever.”
She took my black heart with her the day she left, and if she says no, she can keep it. I’m ruined for anyone else anyway.
“I will be killing anyone who dares to hurt you,” I whisper. “I’ll just make sure you don’t find out next time.”
