Chapter thirty-one

"I don't think you're welcome to do as you like." She said and her voice snapped him out then he turned his leg and walked towards the woman eyes glaring with aggressiveness. My heart that raced cooed a bit.

"Plotting against me, huh." He held her cheek between the pad of his thumb and index finger tightly.

"Have some respect, Ramanov." She managed to push the statement out of her teeth as they were clenched together.

"Lola, Respect? You have always failed, you should stay neutral and watch, getting involved will only ruin you." He said clenching her cheeks tightly and the woman glared into his eyes averting her gaze he poked his nose.

Lola... So that was her name, she has such a beautiful name and I was surprised at the way he treated her, a piece of trash. No wonder she wanted to keep the truth locked away, they no longer treated themselves as families again, he was too wayward and ruthless for her discipline.

It was a beauty to have lived long, but at times it can turn to pain and