CHAPTER 12
I drag my body off the couch, when the door barrels open and the wicked witch of Moscow walks in.
Nadya. She’s my least favorite person in this household. The woman looks at me with contempt for merely breathing, but Nadya is as tightly knitted into Maxim’s world as Pavel and Roman, meaning I can’t...
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Chapters
1. PROLOGUE
2. CHAPTER 1
3. CHAPTER 2
4. CHAPTER 3
5. CHAPTER 4
6. CHAPTER 5 
7. CHAPTER 6
8. CHAPTER 7
9. CHAPTER 8
10. CHAPTER 9
11. CHAPTER 10
12. CHAPTER 11
13. CHAPTER 12
14. CHAPTER 13
15. CHAPTER 14
16. CHAPTER 15
17. CHAPTER 16
18. CHAPTER 17
19. CHAPTER 18
20. CHAPTER 19
21. CHAPTER 20
22. CHAPTER 21
23. CHAPTER 22
24. CHAPTER 23
25. CHAPTER 24
26. CHAPTER 25
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