Maskim's POVThe trial was only two days away. I was pacing around in the game room, restless and angry. I hadn’t been able to think straight since Nikolai sent me that photo of him and Anya in bed a week ago. Every time I closed my eyes, I saw them together, and it made my blood boil.Linda, my father’s home assistant, walked into the room. She was a pretty, dark-skinned slender woman, and as usual, she looked like she wanted to be anywhere else but around me."There is a letter for you, Sir," she said, placing it on the snooker board.Seeing her in that short tight corporate skirt, I couldn't resist looking her up and down with a lustful gaze. Fuck, this bitch would be so enjoyable in bed.“A letter huh?” I said with my eyes fixed on her cleavages as I approached her. "You know, Linda, you're quite a beauty. I’d love to see what you’re like behind closed doors, just like my father does."“I am sorry Sir, I have no idea what you are talking about. I will take my leave now,” she said
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