Chapter 37

  ZARYA ROGOV

  "Sergei's precious little wife."

  Shit, here goes nothing.

  All four guns were pointed at me. One wrong move, and they looked ready to fit some bullets in my body. Sweat broke down on my forehead.

  "L-Let her go." Despite the waver in my voice, I stood firmly, my hands clenched at...

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