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What if I said no?

What if I took back my life and damn the consequences?

Chapter 5

Anton

Dmitri won’t shut the hell up.

This stupid tradition of eating breakfast in the Bratva restaurant every morning is ridiculous.

It’s all about being seen. Like a roll call for bad guys.

Who survived the night.

Showing up here is like punching in at a job.

We show up at the restaurant for breakfast, drink strong coffee, eat runny eggs and then casually leave. If we can’t make it for breakfast, we better show up for lunch or dinner.

I’m not hungry.

There’s only one thing I want.

The sexy blonde that has my mouth watering and tongue craving the taste of her—the woman I can’t have.

“You disappeared like Batman,” Dmitri says. “I had a woman waiting for you. It’s not polite to leave a lady hanging. I was stuck with both of them.” He winks at me.

“You managed,” I mutter.

“Managed?” He laughs.

“Anton, they were practicallyferal.I should get hazard pay.”

I grunt.

He leans back in the chair, stretching out like a cat in the sun. “Where’d you go?”

I shrug. “I was there the whole time.”

He frowns. “Yeah?”

“Drop it, Dmitri.”

He grins. “You found your own woman.”

I don’t respond.

I shouldn’t have gone after her. I shouldn’t have touched her.

But I did.

And now I can’t think of anything else.

She’s marrying another man in two weeks.Hisson.

My Pakhan—Vadim Orlov. His evil, piece of shit son isn’t good enough to lick the bottom of Lena’s shoes.

Dmitri is still looking at me. Trying to read me. No one can read me. Except Dmitri. Sometimes. He knows me too well.