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“Be careful,” I told Marco. “Petrov didn’t hand them over willingly, and if I know that old man, he’s going to try and retaliate in some way.”

Marco sighed. For a moment, my brother looked so much older than his age. “I’ll be fine,” he said. “Make sure you handle your shit. That’ll take a load off of my mind.”

I rolled my eyes at Marco but said nothing.

Once more I was in an impossible situation. I needed to make sure that I kept Sasha at bay. I wasn’t sure if I could trust her. She was young and naive, and she knew nothing outside of the confines of her home. Her innocence made her a perfect weapon for her family to use against him. I wasn’t stupid enough to be caught off guard.

Sighing, I put my feet up on my desk and contemplated what I was going to do next. Marco was right, but so was I. I needed a way to use Sasha for my purposes while keeping her too far to make any sort of trouble for me.

Cracking my knuckles, I realized that I was actually going to have to get to know my wife, which was the last thing that I wanted to do.

* * *

The next morning I sat at the kitchen table eating breakfast and waiting for Sasha to wake up for class. She was cutting it close according to the time on my watch, and I was surprised that the straight A student who never looked to have a hair out of place was willing to be late to school.

About five minutes before she absolutely needed to leave, I heard the sound of her heels clicking on the hardwood floor.

“Finally,” I muttered, putting down the newspaper.

Sasha stops as she sees me at the table. We hadn’t eaten breakfast together even once, but the surprise on her face was still comical. It looked as though she had sucked on a lemon. Considering how I’d fucked her in the car yesterday before throwing her out, I was sure that I was the last person she wanted to see.

Too bad for her,I thought. Marco' words had played in my head the entire night, and I knew that if I planned to use Sasha to keep her father in line, I needed to make sure that no one questioned what I would do if they harmed her.

“What are you doing here?” she asked.

I noticed that she was wearing a pleated skirt that fell past her knees and a white linen top. It was incredibly prim, especially with her buckled heels. It wasn’t the normal attire for a college student, but I didn’t say anything.

For some reason, I didn’t want to ruin this day for her. I didn’t know a great deal about Sasha, but I did know that going to college was a big deal to her. I suspected that she had been on such good behavior, yesterday notwithstanding, because she didn’t want me to yank that opportunity away from her.

Something about that felt incredibly sad to me.

“Dominic?” she asked. The shock of her using my name brought my attention back to her.

“It’s Dom,” I said.

Sasha raised an eyebrow.

“No one calls me Dominic. I don’t think I’ve heard my full name since my mother was alive.”

Sasha bit her lip, a habit of hers I noticed for when she was nervous, but she didn’t say anything. “I thought I would drive you to school,” I said. It sounded odd, but I ignored it. I wasn’t so careless that I wasn’t going to make sure that she had protection even if she didn’t want it.

“Thanks,” she said.

I was surprised that she wasn’t going to argue with me as she had yesterday. I was a little disappointed. I liked the fire that she showed.

“You should eat something,” I told her, gesturing to the spread that was on the table.

“I’m not hungry,” she said.

I had to bite my lip to keep from ordering her to eat, but I knew that I needed to try a different approach with Sasha. I wasn’t going to change who I was, but I needed a slightly gentler touch if I was going to build some inroads with her. I needed her to trust me.

“Fine,” I said. “We should get going.”

“You’re really going to drive me?” she asked. There was a note of incredulousness in her voice.

“I already told you that you can’t take the subway,” I snapped. “If you want to go, this is how you are getting there.”

Her eyes flamed, and I waited for her to tell me to go screw myself, but instead, she gripped her bag tighter and nodded.

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