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I flinched, reaching for my gun in my pocket. I’d been lost in thought, flicking the silver lighter that belonged to my father, staring absent-mindedly at the words inscribed on it.
my vse umiraem.
We all die.
It was my father’s favorite quote, and I’d carried this lighter everywhere with me after he died. I loved to read those words, they kept the memories I had of him alive.
But I wasn’t thinking of him right now. I was thinking of someone else, someone I had no business thinking of. That girl from the casino last night. Mariana her name was.
“Nothing’s wrong.”
“Something is wrong,” Nikolai insisted, bathing me with his scrutiny. “You’re sitting in a club, paying no mind to the strippers in front of you. What is wrong?”
My brothers’ way of showing their concerns was usually mindless pestering. I used to enjoy their attention being the youngest, but it pissed me off now. “Nik, aren’t you supposed to be at home babysitting or something?”
“Should I go home and babysit as well?” Sergey asked, as if he was expecting me to tell him something different.
“Yes. Cook your wife a nice dinner if the kids are asleep.” I pointed at Nikolai. “Take that one with you as well.”
Max chuckled, hitting his chest. “What are you? Sixteen? You were nineteen when you last threw a tantrum.”
Max was wrong, I wasn’t throwing a tantrum. They were disrupting my thoughts. I wanted to think of Mariana and in peace. I couldn’t still believe she was a virgin and she’d given her virginity up to me without a blink of an eye.
Why did she give it up to me? And why was I thinking of her?
Nikolai and Max were right, nights like this I was usually already dick deep in someone’s cunt. But the stripper twerking just three feet away from me didn’t phase me now.
It didn’t matter that the poor thing was shaking her ass to exhaustion trying to get my attention. I had more attention-grabbing matters to think of right now.
“This reminds me of something,” Max said, a lopsided grin contorting his features. “Kind of reminds me of when Nik fell in love with Giselle.”
“And when Sergey fell in love with Lilianna,” Nikolai added. The slick bastard was trying to shift the attention from himself. Too bad for him, now I wanted to attack him for infecting me with this disease that kept me awake all night yesterday, thinking of a girl I should’ve forgotten the second my dick was out of her.
“It was almost painful watching you pretend you weren’t in love with her,” I said, grinning at Nik. “Tell me, brother. How did it feel finding out you’d been lying to yourself all along.”
His dark smile contrasted mine. He was about to mock me. “I’m fairly certain you’ll find out soon enough.”
I threw my hands up. “No. No, man. Don’t go there. That will never happen.” Love was never my cup of tea. It never will be. I was attracted to Mariana alright, but only because I thought it was time to try out something new.
I’d been sleeping with chicks from the second I discovered peeing wasn’t the only thing I could do with my cock. I’d grown bored of it now and bending a sharp-mouthed woman to my will sounded excitement.
Thinking of her on her knees after provoking me, promising to be a good girl while blowing me had blood rushing straight to the organ between my legs.
“That will never happen,” I added, just in case they didn’t understand what I’d just said. “You two losers can keep swooning over your ladies. I’m good being a free man.”
“I bet you are,” Sergey said with a sardonic chuckle. “How is your casino coming up?”
“Good.”
“You know the rules, don’t you?” Sergey reached for his drink, swirling it. “Be careful.”
“I am. Always.” Although I wasn’t last night. Mariana and her friend were able to get in when they weren’t supposed to. How did they get in? My right-hand man and closest friend, Daniil, found out a twenty-year-old boy sold passes in the black market, which made no sense to me.
My casino was barely a week old. There was no way anyone could sell passes without going through me or Daniil. Something was up, someone put him up to it. I didn’t know who it was yet, but I was going to find out tonight.
“How’s it with the Outfit?” Sergey’s question was directed to Maxim this time. He’d been in charge of dealing with the Outfit since he returned to Chicago a year ago, after Nikolai had his twins.
Max leaned back in his seat, crossing his legs. “Those fucking bastards are crossing our territories. They’re out ofcontrol. I doubt we can hold out any longer without fighting back.”
