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"I'm sorry,rodnoy."
"It's not your fault," he bit out through gritted teeth. "It's his."
Andrei didn't even look in Viktor's direction.
I grabbed his hand, tears filling my eyes. Damn it, I was an emotional drinker. "Please, can we just go home?" I pleaded, my voice cracking. "Please, Andrei."
I desperately wanted to call him Daddy A, but I didn't want to expose that side of his life to Viktor. He didn't deserve to know that about his life.
"We need to talk, son."
Fucking hell.
Hands curling into fists, Andrei whirled around with barely contained fury. "You have no right to call me ‘son.’ Not for many reasons. I would list them all out, but my girl is tired and traumatized, thanks to you, so I'm fucking leaving."
Without another word, Andrei bent down and gathered me into his arms. I wrapped my arms around his neck and rested my head against his chest. I was trembling, and the tears escaped from the corners of my eyes despite desperately fighting them.
Viktor yelled in Russian, something I couldn't even begin to understand. Mariya joined in, obviously trying to settle Viktor down.
Andrei hesitated for a handful of seconds. Whatever Viktor and Mariya were saying was affecting him.
I laid my hand on his cheek, and his haunted eyes glanced down at me. "Let's go home. We can calm down, and then you can call them tomorrow."
"I don't fucking deserve you." He kissed me gently, then walked out the door to the waiting SUV.
CHAPTER 4
Kaleb
My jaw ached from how tightly it was clenched. My fingers drummed frantically on my knees as I stared at the closed door.
Andrei insisted on going in without us.
Something that wasn’t sitting right with me.
Not because I was worried for their safety. More so because I wanted to punch Viktor across his smug face.
I knew his type. Men who thought their power gave them the excuse to behave without consequences.
Men who would kidnap their grandson's girlfriend without remorse or regret.
My breath left my lungs on a harsh exhale as the door swung open, and Andrei emerged with Lottie in his arms. She cuddled against his chest, her arms wrapped around his neck in a death grip.
Before I knew what I was doing, I opened the door and gathered them into the SUV.
"Baby girl, are you alright?" I desperately wanted to take her from Andrei's arms and pull her onto my lap, but he needed her strength more than I did right now.
"Tired and cold, but otherwise okay." Her voice was low. Much quieter than her usually passionate speech.
I adjusted the temperature in the backseat to give her some heat.
"Oscar, get us the fuck out of here," Andrei growled harshly, his arms tightening around Lottie.
With a silent nod, Oscar obeyed, for once not saying a word.
The cabin of the vehicle was quiet.
Too quiet.
