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Ihadthat.

But she’s gone.

I’m five years too late for that now.

I can still remember those sweet almond eyes, the softness of her skin, hertaste.

I had that shit managed. For years.

Threw myself in to the family business and everything we owned. The strip club, restaurant, the hospital, the vineyard.

Now, with alliance and the war. I was focused.

Busy.

My sister almost getting taken, my father getting shot. My mind is busy.

Wasbusy.

Now all I can think of is her and how much I want that feeling again.

That addiction.

Before I can think more or talk myself out of it, I call my brother.

He answers on the third ring

“What’s going on Angelo?”

Always annoyance from him.

“You hear Maksim has Vera?”

With Vasilisa’s parents on the run for betraying the Bratva, Maksim finding Vera, her mother, would more than likely trickle down to Santo’s ear.

He tells me he knows, that he’s driving back from Maksim’s, he’s talking about intel and secrets with her parents and the Bratva and he’s handling it

I don’t give a fuck, I need to get this out.

“Good,” I say dismissing his information. “I need a favor.”

“My last favor to the family is sitting at home waiting for me,” he retorts.

His last favor.

Fucker.

She’s his crowning achievement. Thanks to me.

“And what a pretty little favor she is,” I seethe.

“What do you want?” he grits.

I chuckle.

Got him.

“I need you to take over for a bit.”

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