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Chapter 38: Chained Hearts

Penulis: Emeraldwrites
last update Tanggal publikasi: 2025-12-18 04:14:00

‎Mikhail’s POV – Olga’s Ranch House, Friday afternoon

‎The drive to Babya’s ranch is forty-five minutes of open road and silence.

‎No convoy today.

‎No Dmitri in the passenger seat.

Aleksei had left on the first flight back home. His father and uncle had called him up for family business.

‎Just me, the Porsche, and the weight of everything I’m carrying.

‎I haven’t slept.

‎Not since the bar.

‎Not since I held Nora while she shook in my arms, blood on the floor and fear in her eyes.

‎Not since I
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