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"Who are you?" Dino screams.Uh oh—talk about a rough first impression.

"The Russian Protectors."

ChapterFourteen

DINO

I tap my foot on the ground as the eight Russian horndogs sit across from us nursing shots of vodka.

Who knows how the hell they entered the compound without Romeo’s permission, but I suppose Nonno or Nonna buzzes them in.

My eyes lock on each one, so powerful and menacing.

A chill works up my spine—but it’s a happy chill, because I know that these men are friends of my new friends from New York.

They’re their Daddies.

Russian Daddies.

We’ve already gone around the fire—it’s lunchtime and we’re roasting weenies—and introduced ourselves.

There’s Nikolai, Igor, Timofey, Demetri, Aleksei, Roman (who I already know), Sasha, and Maxim.

Maxim is the biggest and baddest of the bunch.Santiago’s caveman Daddy.

Demetri is the second baddest.He’s Lucas’s cuddly Daddy who’s also a wild card.

All the other Daddies are muscular and mighty, too.

"That customs bullshit was long as hell." Alexei's eyes turn to slits. "I can’t believe they didn’t let us into the country quicker."

"It’s because we’re Russian." Demetri pushes out a snarl. "They’re discriminating against us."

"Well, with the war going on," I drawl, rolling my eyes.

What?

I’m being honest.

Ruined shit for everyone.

Everyone stares at me like I said something wrong.

"Who the hell is this one?" Igor’s pupils turn to pinpricks.

"I don't like his tone." Timofey cracks his knuckles.

I lift my hands in the air. "I’m only kidding."

All eight of the Russian Protectors look at each other.

They burst out laughing.

Maxim laughs the hardest, roaring as he slams his mighty hairy fist on his knee.

He’s wearing a loincloth, and his giant cock is visible through the fabric.

I can’t help but wonder if that’s one reason they were held up in customs.

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