Chapter 135 ONE-HUNDRED AND THIRTY-FIVE

Two days later…

~MOSCOW, RUSSIA

“Shit! Shit! Shit!” Alexei cursed out angrily, his fists slamming against the desk.

“You mind telling me what your problem is?” Riccardo asked.

“Fuck! What a damn fool!”

“What's your problem, Alexei? Are you going to keep ranting all day or will you spill wha...

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