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Chapter 15

Author: Bee Brown
last update Last Updated: 2025-02-24 06:58:35

ELVIS POV

After slipping out of Montenegro unnoticed, my father and I, accompanied by a few men, boarded a commercial flight to Russia. It felt strange even after years of traveling by private jet. Meanwhile, the rest of our men dispersed separately, each making their way.

Upon landing, a few guards, dressed as civilians silently led us to the waiting SUVs, our luggage already loaded. I slid into the backseat, Pavel taking the passenger seat beside the driver, while my father rode in the car ahead.

Shifting slightly, I unfastened the top three buttons of my shirt, letting the fabric loosen just enough to reveal a sliver of my bare chest. I wasn’t sure what look suited my return, but I settled for this along with pants. My hair, now back to how my father preferred, had been styled into a wolf cut, though I had tied it into a messy bun to keep it out of my face.

As the convoy moved, I cracked the tinted window just enough to let Moscow’s crisp air drift in. It carried the warm scent of
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