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He misses his mother and I miss my baby girl.
We’re both two incomplete pieces who might have been brought together by fate.
Or his asshole father.
When I don’t attempt to leave, he throws another soldier at me. “I said, leave.”
I close the door and approach him slowly so as not to trigger any negative reaction. When he doesn’t throw anything else at me, I crouch in front of him, bringing myself level with him as I soften my voice. “Are you sad that I left before, Jeremy?”
“No.” His lips tremble around the word as he grabs a soldier in each hand.
“I was, though.” My own voice shakes as I see my daughter through his innocent eyes. “I missed you so much that I couldn’t survive in the world without you. It became so bleak and boring. All I wanted to do was to find you.”
“Then why didn’t you?” he whispers, peeking at me from beneath his lashes.
“Because I have to live for both of us. I couldn’t die, baby.”
“You were going to die?” His voice holds so much fear, I internally kick myself in the butt for it.
“No, of course not.”
“Really?”
“Really. I’m here, aren’t I?”
He head-butts the two soldiers together and stares at them as he murmurs, “Are you going to leave again?”
“Absolutely not.” I meant it as a lie, but the words come from my mouth like the truest thing I’ve ever said.
Before I can think on that, Jeremy lunges at me in a tight hug. His arms wrap around my waist with a force that pushes me down on my butt.
I can feel him sniffle against my chest. “I m-missed you, Mommy. Please don’t leave me.”
“Never.” The words escape my mouth with so much conviction that it leaves me breathless. I hug him close and kiss the top of his head, taking my time to smell him. He’s like a little marshmallow, soft and beautiful.
“Don’t become a ghost either,” he whimpers.
“A ghost?”
He nods in my chest without lifting his head. “You were a ghost the other day. I don’t like Ghost Mommy. She was scary.”
13
Adrian
Our meetings to discuss brotherhood business are the least of my concerns now.
Or most of the time, really.
I have my role to play, and it’s behind the scenes. The decisions thePakhanmakes are directly influenced by my opinion that’s backed up with my intel.
My rise in the brotherhood’s ranks to become one of its most indispensable pillars didn’t happen by sheer luck. I didn’t come this far due to using force like Damien or by manipulation like Kirill.
It was by logic.
I realized early on that to keep rising in the Bratva, I needed systems in place. Trusted men—Kolya and Yan, though the latter is pushing it. Hackers. Informants within every organization possible.
While those elements were in place during my father’s time, they weren’t utilized to their full capability. I changed that and made them the strongest part of the brotherhood.
