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Elara.

If I kill, it’s to protect her.

I’m not slaughtering innocents for this sick fuck’s benefit.

My voice is devoid of any emotion and I’m about to turn around when he stops me.

“I am in yours, who was that girl again?”

Any reaction from me will put Elara’s life in danger so I shrug my shoulder and keep walking.

“A nobody. Like you.”

“Sergei.” I hear his footsteps before I sense him walking

towards me.

He lands a hard blow at my back with his belt, bringing back all the memories from that night and I grit my teeth. The blood in my vein pumps so hard, I turn just to strangle him.

My fingers lock around his meaty neck with so much force; his eyes almost bulge out.

His feet move feverishly as I drag him by the throat, jamming my knee in his stomach, he all but howls painfully.

“I’m not a kid anymore.” I whisper in his ear before shoving him back and he topples to the ground.

“Now—” a groan. “You can finally run my empire.” He wheezes in between, a coughing and panting mess on the floor.

“Your empire will die with you.” I chuckle. “I’m never stepping back into the place you call your kingdom.”

“You’re my only son. You’re the future Pakhan.” His chest heaves as he shouts, anger taking over his face, turning it red.

“I wish I wasn’t your son.” I slam the doors open not giving him another glance and leave.

My steps are hurried, my hands loosening the tie, allowing me to breathe some air. The tie comes undone in my hands as I stare at the golden colour.

It reminds me of her hair, which was why I wore it in the first place.

I didn’t know Vasily would attend the party; I should’ve known but I was reckless.

I nearly put Elara’s life in danger, and I know he won’t stop at nothing until he has me in his control again.

Thirty minutes later, I’m at her door, knocking.

A glass of vodka dangles loosely from my hand, stolen from the party after one, or three…fine!

Ten shots. I lost count after that.

I knock again, harder this time.

“Baby.” I call out, my voice slurred—no, completely gone.

The door opens slightly and the most beautiful pair of green eyes on the entire fucking planet blink adorably at me.

Fuck. She’s so beautiful.

My gaze scans her body and a frown appears on my forehead.

I feel my lips scrunching at an awkward angle as I say. “Why did you change? You were looking so pretty tonight.”