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“What do you want, Petrovitch?”
“An Italian whore, really?”
Spinning around, I looked at Vladmir, who looked as surprised as I was that Petrovitch knew about Illyria. No one knew. Vladmir and I made damn sure we kept my relationship to Illyria under wraps. If word got out about us, it would put her life in danger, not to mention create a war between the Italian mafia and my Bratva counterparts.
As it was, we were skating a very fine truce.
“I must say, Maxim, I am disappointed. Have you learned nothing? Does she know what you’ve done? Does she know the truth?”
Vladmir whispered something to Nikandr, who quickly left with Dmitry.
“What do you want, Boris?”
“What I’ve always wanted. What is rightfully mine.”
“You have the West Coast. Be happy you have that.”
The fucker laughed. “Not good enough. Not anymore. I know what you and your friend, Montana Stone, have done. Did you think I wouldn’t figure it out? That I’d just walk away and let you get away with it? Oh, Brat. That’s not how this works. Did you learn nothing?”
“Don’t call me that. We are nothing to each other.”
Boris bitterly laughed. “You will never learn, Maxim. But you will when I take her from you. Maybe I will do to your woman what I did, to Dominika. Would you like that, Maxim? Can you still hear her screams? I can. They made me hard just thinking about her.”
“You sick motherfucker,” I growled angrily, balling my fist tightly as I tried to lie my way out of this conversation. “She’s nothing to me. Just a means to an end.”
Boris tsked. “We’ve been having a wonderful conversation, and you had to ruin it by lying. Shame on you.”
“What do you want? I won’t ask again?”
“I want to destroy everything and everyone you care about, of course.”
“Good luck with that. I don’t care about anyone.”
Boris laughed as I disconnected the call.
Throwing it across the room, I roared. “FUCK!”
“Boss, how does he know about her?”
Sitting on the sofa, I hung my head, raking my hands through my hair. “I don’t know. We’ve been so careful.”
“A mole?”
Looking up at my second, I challenged. “Is there someone you don’t trust and didn’t inform me about?”
“No,” Vladmir muttered. “Boss, he knows about the deal you and Montana made two years ago with that biker club. How? If she finds out the truth before everything is done, she can unravel years of planning.”
“She won’t find out.”
“Your woman is smart. Too smart.”
Sighing, I got to my feet as every emotion I had evaporated, returning me to the shell of a man I was before I met Illyria Valentinetti. There was only one thing I could do to protect the alliance I formed with Montana Stone and the Golden Skulls. All of us had worked too hard for it all to fall apart now. We were so close to the finish line. To do what needed to be done, I had to destroy the love of my life and pray that someday, she could forgive me for what I was about to do.
“Boss,” Vladmir cautiously whispered, backing up. “I don’t like that look on your face. What are you thinking?”
“What I should have done. There is no room for love in my world. I knew that from the beginning. There never will be.” Removing my shirt, I headed towards the stairs. “Cancel the champagne and shit. Tell the maid I need servicing. If she can’t do it, then find me someone else.”
“Maxim, don’t do this. We can find another way to defeat him.”
