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A lopsided grin made the corners of his lips wrinkle. “So that is what this was all about. A girl.”

I tightened my grip on the glass cup in my hand. “Just answer my fucking question, man.”

“I was just joking, man. Chill.” He brushed his hand on his denim pants. “She joined the club two years ago. We’ve never had a conversation beyond greeting each other.”

“So you know nothing about her?”

“I know she prefers to keep to herself. Does that information help you in any way?”

“No.” I drank more of my scotch, emptying the whole thing down my throat. “Dig into her. I want to know everything, from her parents to what she likes to eat for dinner.”

Alexei nodded. “I won’t leave anything out. Trust me.”

I trusted him. There was no information in the world Alexei couldn’t find out if he wanted to, and that was why we worked so well together. He did the digging for the Bratva, and I gave out whatever punishment needed to be given and to whom.

Pouring myself another drink, I noticed the way Alexei was staring at me through the corner of my eyes. “Is there something you need to say?”

He cleared his throat, resting his forearm on the table between us. “Does the boss know about this thing between you and Mariana?”

Sergey didn’t, and he was never going to find out because I had no use for it. It was true that Mariana had gotten to me in ways I didn’t know any woman alive was capable of, but that didn’t mean there would be anything more than hot sex and dinner between us.

Like I said before, marriage and love wasn’t my thing. I saw what it did to my brothers, how it made them weak and vulnerable. I couldn’t live that way; caged forever.

And there was no guarantee I wasn’t going to get bored of her someday. I always got bored of them, no matter how interesting they seemed at first. “Don’t say a word about her to him.”

“The rest of your brothers?”

“Keep it yourself. If any of them find out about this, I’ll chop your cock off and shove it down your throat.”

“You and your violent tendencies. I guess being an enforcer really suits you,” Alexei muttered, shooting his gaze to a stripper dancing on a pole a few feet away from our table. “She’s got a nice ass.”

Not nicer than Mariana’s.

I didn’t say that out loud. Alexei wouldn’t let it rest if he knew I still had my thoughts on Mariana even while we were inside a strip club filled with women wearing just G-strings and shaking their asses as they passed in an attempt to catch my attention.

“You’ve changed a lot since meeting her, Vlad.” He narrowed his eyes on me suspiciously. “It’s unlike you to not want to shove your dick in one of these asses while you’re in a club.”

“Are youglupyy?” I ran my fingers through my hair. “We have a pending alliance with the Camorrista and a blooming war with the Outfit. Who was time for cunts?”

He smiled accusingly, resting back in his seat and folding his arms. “It’s at times like this you need a warm, tight hole to let out your anger, my friend.”

“I like you, Alexei. But I might as well dump you in the dungeon one of these days. I’m sure I’ll have a good climax hearing your dying screams.

Alexei chuckled sardonically, finishing his drink and pushing up from his seat. “My dying scream won’t be as exciting as a woman’s scream.”

“Careful not to get killed while you’re about to come, idiot.”

“If that happens, I’ll die aschastlivy chelovek,” he yelled over his shoulder as he strolled to the stripper on the pole, cupping his cock.

Gross.

The stripper smiled as her eyes dipped to his erection. She climbed down the pole, rubbed her ass on him, and he held her from behind.

I looked away. If they had sex in the middle of the strip club, it would be the last sex they both had. I would make sure of it.

Crossing my legs, I stretched my hand out on the headrest of the couch, holding my drink in one hand and scrolling through my phone with the other.

My phone vibrated with a text from Sergey. His number flashed on my screen before I could open the message.

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