“Da,” Anatoly says, nodding.
“Yeah, I get it,” I scoff, rolling my eyes.
“Good, glad to hear that. So, get me the information. If possible, get me the cell phones so we can track them. I want to check them out prior to selecting the girl,” Pakhan says, tapping his fingers on the desk.
“Conti is focusing on selecting a husband for one of the nieces. The first one is Valentina Conti. I’ll get you all of her information for you to review,” Anatoly hums, looking at his laptop.
“Okay, give me everything that you can find on her,” Pakhan says, looking at the laptop screen.
“Da,” Anatoly hums, nodding.
“Track Valentina, and let me know if she goes somewhere, like shopping, a restaurant, anywhere that she’s going to spend time. I want to check her out,” Pakhan says, looking out the window.
“What if you don’t like them,” I ask, raising my brow.
Da, it’s my job to always play devil’s advocate with Pakhan. He needs to see all of the perspectives on the issues.
“Brat, are you serious? Most women are okay; a few are totally unattractive, but I need her, so if she’s decent, I’ll marry her.Of course, I want to check out both of them,” Pakhan scoffs, shaking his head.
“Da, it makes sense and a lot easier if the girl knows about the lifestyle,” I say, nodding.
“Da, on this issue, I’m positive it’s the way to go. It’s the perfect opportunity because I don’t have time to seek out a bride; it would be close to impossible with my schedule,” Pakhan says, taking a drag.
“Pakhan, I think that I have all of the information on Valentina Conti,” Anatoly yells, looking at us.
“Send me all of it. Let me see,” Pakhan says, pushing off the chair.
“Da, I sent you the file,” Anatoly hums, typing on the keyboard.
“Perfect,” Pakhan hums, walking around the table to stand behind Anatoly. He looks at the monitor, and I push off my chair to check it out.
The girl is beautiful, and Pakhan likes her. That’s good because I don’t want him to marry if he doesn’t like her. He’s my Brat, and I want the best for him.
“Wow,” I hum, staring at her.
“Brat, remember that she’s going to be my wife, so fucking keep your thoughts to yourself,” Pakhan hisses, glaring at me.
Whoa.
“Damn, Brat, you don’t even fucking know her, and you’re acting like a fucking caveman,” I scoff, rolling my eyes.
“I don’t fucking care,” Pakhan growls, looking at her photo on the monitor.
“Do you want me to make an appointment with Conti,” Anatoly asks.
“Yes, do it,” Pakhan says.
“Hell, you’re going after her,” I ask, looking at him.
“Da, so get me her location if she leaves her house. If possible, get me any phone numbers that she calls, especially if it’s a man,” Pakhan growls, fisting his hands.
“Da, it will take a few minutes, but from what I’ve read, Valentina has been sheltered. She went to an all girls boarding school since she was eleven, graduated, and has been living with Conti and is closely monitored. She only goes out with her cousin Mia, the other niece that Conti wants to marry off,” Anatoly says, looking at the other girl.
I look at Mia, fuck, she has my body reacting to her.
“Hell yes, Mia is beautiful,” I say, smiling.
“Well, do you have a good reason to marry her? Then I will discuss it with Conti,” Pakhan says, crossing his arms and raising his brow.
