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“Jesus. Suddenly I’m glad you don’t have a massive family of criminals.”
“They are my family. I work for the bratva as well, Cami.”
“You’re taking me into a den of vipers,” she sighs. “Let’s hope I make a good first impression.”
“They won’t hurt you. The Vetrovs don’t approve of hurting women. It’s the one thing they don’t allow.”
Relief washes over her beautiful face. “Thank God. Still, will I be the only person there who hasn’t committed a crime?”
You have. You stole my heart.
Slowly, I nod. “But you’ll be safe there. Besides St. Monarch’s, the Vetrovs’ island is the safest place for you.”
The pilot announces that we’re starting our descent, and it has Cami looking out the window. Her hand grips mine, and she holds on tightly.
Earlier, I learned she’s not a fan of flying.
I turn my hand over and link our fingers. “By the way, I got you a purple dress.”
“What?” she gasps. “You’re kidding, right?”
“I think the fabric is chiffon,” I add.
“Oh my God, Max. No one with fashion sense wears chiffon.”
The private jet I hired from St. Monarch’s touches down on the island. “Just kidding. I wanted to distract you while we landed.”
Relief washes over her features, and she smacks my chest. “Ugh, don’t ever joke about clothes, especially not dresses.”
When the plane comes to a stop, we unbuckle our safety belts and stand up. Cami stretches before she walks to the door. Taking hold of her hand, we exit the aircraft.
Nikolai is waiting with a huge smile on his face, and I have to let go of Cami’s hand so I can give him a brotherly hug.
“Blyad', it’s good to see you,” he chuckles. “It’s been too long.”
I pull back and wrap my arm around Cami’s lower back before I say, “Cami, meet Nikolai. He’s one of the reasons I’m guarding you.”
Her eyes widen as she holds out her hand to him. When they shake hands, she says, “It’s a pleasure to meet you. Max has told me a lot about you.”
“He has?” Nikolai’s sharp gaze flicks between Cami and me. “You didn’t mention Miss DuBois would be joining us.”
“Yeah, about that. We need to talk.”
Nikolai gestures toward a lining of trees.
“How was your flight?” Nikolai asks.
“Good. How’re your nerves holding up?”
He lets out a chuckle. “You should rather ask how my patience is holding up. I just want to put my ring on Abigail’s finger and get the celebration over with.”
I take a good look at my friend, and seeing how happy he is, I pat him on the back. “I’m glad you’ve found someone you can share your life with.”
There’s a path we follow to reach his house. The two-story log cabin is nestled in the woods covering half of the island.
My dream of retiring on an island of my own is inspired by the Vetrovs’ island. I fell in love with the place the first time I visited.
“Come in,” Nikolai invites. “Abigail’s at the main house with my mother. You’ll meet her after the ceremony.”
