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“Graves knew about your visit to Russia two years ago.”
Illyria jumped to her feet, slamming her hands on the table as she turned her anger on me. “You motherfucker! You said you took care of it!”
Leaning back in my chair, I slowly shook my head and sighed as I saw Montana glare angrily at me.
I was going to get the fucker for this if it was the last thing I did.
My second, Vladmir, was on the phone, yelling in Russian at someone, demanding answers. I could have told him he wouldn’t find anything. I made sure of that. How Graves found out, well, that was a question I planned on asking when I had the son of a bitch in my clutches. In the meantime, I needed to do damage control because the shit was about to hit the fan. Fast.
Illyria turned to Montana and growled, “You couldn’t come to me first? After everything I’ve done for you. This is how you repay me?”
Montana shrugged his shoulders. “What can I say, beautiful? It was a shock at first, then when I thought about it, I knew the only way to fix the problem was to expose it.”
“There is no fucking problem!” she screeched.
God, she was fucking stunning. Like a flaming Phoenix ready to rain down hell fire on all she saw. My dick was so fucking hard, I quickly adjusted myself.
“Baby,” Salvatore said carefully, reaching over to take her hand. “Calm down and tell me what Montana is talking about? What were you doing in Russia two years ago?”
“It’s nothing,” she quipped, shaking her head, her eyes daring me to challenge her.
We both knew it would stay a secret forever.
I still remember that weekend fondly. It was one of our better times when we stupidly gave into our baser instincts and did the one thing, we vowed we’d never do. Then, like everything good in my life, shit hit the fan, and I went and ruined everything.
Now, everything was so fucked up.
For the first time in my life, I truly didn’t know what to do. If I came clean, I would put her in more danger. If I said nothing, it wouldn’t be long before her family found out, causing a war I was not prepared to fight.
My focus was on Petrovitch.
I didn’t have time for a family squabble.
“Illyria, just tell me. What is it?” Salvatore pleaded with her.
Getting to my feet, I sighed. “Leave her alone, Valentinetti.”
“Fuck off,Fedorov. She is my sister.”
“You’re making it worse,” I said, walking towards her as she turned to me, anger permeating all around her.
“Please don’t,” she begged. “You promised. You always keep your promises.”
“Moya Lyubov. We knew this day would come sometime. Montana knows and he doesn’t do discretion.”
Montana growled, affronted, “I can be discreet. But you know I’m right about this, Max. This changes everything. It’s the only thing that makes sense.”
Ignoring the brooding fucker, I looked at the fiery woman before me. “I’m sorry. I promised to do everything in my power to protect you. That was my ultimate vow.”
“Someone better start fucking talking now!” Salvatore roared, slamming his hands down on the table.
“You say it and I will never forgive you,” she threatened, as angry tears rolled down her face. She knew as well as I did. Our time was up. The second I uttered the words, her life would forever change.
If she hated me before, the fallout of this revelation would seal my fate.
“Don’t say it. Please.”
I looked at her brother and clearly said, “Illyria is my wife.”
