“Nyet, just saying. I don’t see a reason to marry the other niece since you’re going to marry Valentina Conti; it will forge the alliance,” Czar responds really quickly.
Of fucking course, he would. He doesn’t want to marry.
“I don’t see why you’re being such a wuss about marrying,” I ask, staring at him.
“I’m not a wuss, but if I don’t have to, I'd rather not,” Czar says, pressing his lips.
“Da. At the moment, it’s not necessary, but heed my words. You will marry if the need arises, and that goes for you too, Anatoly,” I grunt, glaring at them.
“Da, I got it,” Anatoly says, nodding.
“Brat, I’m here for you, and I will marry for the Bratva,” Czar says, smiling.
“You’re such a suka!”
“Brat, her cell texts show that she’s meeting Mia today at a coffee shop,” Anatoly says, looking at me, smiling.
“Great, send me the address and call Conti to set up the appointment.”
“Da, on it,” Anatoly says, nodding.
Thank fuck that Anatoly can hack into everything without any whiplash.
My cell beeps with the address of the Café.
“Brat, let’s go. I want to get there first to see her walk into the coffee shop.”
“Are you sure that you want to do this? It’s not necessary since we have the fuckers in our hands. We’re more powerful,” Czar says, following me.
“Da, I’m sure and stop trying to change my mind,” I hiss, looking at him.
An hour later, I’m standing further down the street, watching for Valentina. Fuck, my heart is beating fast with the anticipation of seeing her.
It doesn’t take long to see the black Range Rover pull up to the coffee shop. The passenger door opens, and the huge Soldier looks around. The suka doesn’t see me fuck.
What if I wanted to kill her?
The Soldier is not good. I’m going to have a good Soldier take care of her. My heart skips a beat when I see perfectly shaped legs slide out of the door; she holds onto the door and slides out. She’s breathtakingly beautiful. She’s wearing a red dress that clings over every curve, and I love it. Valentina is a gorgeous woman. Valentina nods at the Soldier and says something, which I bet is thank you.
My fucking cock is hard, and I want to run down the street, walk into the coffee shop, and take her home.
She’s mine.
Valentina walks to the coffee shop and enters. The Soldier gets back into the SUV, and it pulls away to park.
Stupid suka.
I take my time walking down the street, watching her through the window. She sits at a table next to the window, looking out. She’s so graceful; she adjusts her dress and crosses her legs.
That’s another problem, it’s fucking unacceptable. What is Conti doing allowing her to go out with two Soldiers. Anyone can shoot her.
Fucking hell.
My heart pounds in my chest, full of emotions. I’m so fucked. I haven’t even formally met her or talked to her, and I’m already fucking whipped. I’ve never reacted to a woman like this, and I’ve had lots of beautiful women.
The Soldier appears and stands at the door, which he should have done since the moment she walked inside.
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