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My sister left my room and left me alone again. I looked at my cell phone and kept it under my pillow so I wouldn't be tempted to send him a message.
I knew very well about all the risks, but it still didn't seem like enough to convince me not to want it.
Chapter thirteen
It was late at night when I was in my room looking at my cell phone. I figured she would contact me, but she didn't.
I knew very well that I was reaching into a hornet's nest and could bring chaos to me. At the beginning of my life as a Pakhan, inviting a war like that would probably ruin everything. However, for a long time in my life I was forced to be content with what others assigned me. All that power was of no use to me if I couldn't have what I wanted.
Pietra wanted me too and I just needed to prove to her that she didn't need to be afraid.
I clicked on her name and waited for her to accept the call until it went answered, I insisted a second time and after a few moments, she answered.
“Please don't haunt me anymore.”
“It's hard when you take over my every thought.”
I heard her breathing hitch on the other end of the line. There was a tension in the air that perhaps only eased when we were in front of each other.
“Italians respect family.” I was surprised by the statement that caught me off guard.
“I didn't have a family to respect.”
A long silence reverberated through the line until she spoke again.
“The women...”
“The only woman I want at the moment is you.”
“But and then...”
“Where are you going with this?”
“What are you going to do with me?”
“What kind of question is that?” I frowned and it was my turn to try to understand the direction she wanted to take that conversation. “I think you're old enough to understand the relationship between a man and a woman.”
“There are many relationships between men and women, Mikhail.”
“I only know one,” I said firmly.
“Have you ever dated anyone? Have you ever been engaged or had a wife?”
“No.”
“Who were you involved with?”
“Prostitutes.”
She seemed irritated and I didn't understand the reason for her reaction.
“What is it?”
“I'm not a prostitute.”
“I never said you were.”
“But you treat me as if you did.”
