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Faina GreenStill dripping water from the pool, the five of them carried me inside the mansion like a wet, breathless trophy. Luther threw me over his broad shoulder and gave my wet ass a hard slap as we climbed the stairs.The gourmet kitchen was lit only by warm indirect lights and the moonlight streaming through the huge glass window. The central black marble island gleamed, clean and inviting.Luther laid me on my back on the cold island. The contrast between the icy marble and my hot skin made me arch my back with a moan.“Look at her…” Heros murmured, running his large hand over my wet stomach. “One year married and she’s still this wet for us.”Noah opened the fridge and took out a big tub of fresh whipped cream, chocolate syrup, strawberries, and a bottle of chilled champagne. Zedekiah smiled with th

Faina GreenThe days that followed were calm on the surface, but turbulent inside.I spent most of my time with the triplets—breastfeeding, playing on the rug, and watching their curious little eyes discover the world. Darya was already trying to crawl with determination, Vasily was the quietest and most observant, and Yakov laughed at everything his siblings did. They were my peace.But at night, when the babies were asleep, the conversation with Heros kept returning to my mind like a shadow.One week after our talk on the balcony, my phone rang. It was my father.I answered in Heros’s office, with all five of them present. I put it on speaker.“Daughter.” His voice sounded older and more tired than the last time. “I hope you’re well.”“I am, Dad. And Mom?”“Your mo

Faina GreenThe private jet touched down in New York just after ten at night. I could barely stay still in my seat. My heart was pounding—a mix of relief and longing that almost hurt physically.“Easy, malen'kaya,” Heros murmured, squeezing my hand. “They’re fine. Your mother sent pictures two hours ago.”Still, the moment the plane stopped, I was the first down the stairs. The armored car was already waiting. The drive back to the mansion felt endless.When we finally walked through the front door, the silence was comforting. Mackenzie greeted us in the hall with a tired but warm smile.“They fell asleep a little while ago. They were restless all day… missing their mom.”I didn’t wait another second. I practically ran up the stairs, the five of them right behind me.I opened the nursery d

Faina GreenThe interrogation room in the mansion’s basement was white, cold, and impersonal. No windows. No sound. Just a metal chair bolted to the floor, a small table, and harsh fluorescent lights that left no shadows.Viktor Kuznetsov was handcuffed to the chair, his shirt torn, his face swollen from the transport. Dried blood at the corner of his mouth. Still, when he saw me enter accompanied by the five, he managed a crooked, defiant smile.“Came to watch the show, little girl?”Heros closed the door behind us with a metallic click that echoed like a death sentence.I sat in the chair across from him, crossing my legs. My voice came out low, almost gentle:“You threatened

Faina GreenSoft morning light filtered through the windows of the family living room. After a nearly sleepless night, I had insisted on spending the entire morning with the triplets. They were my center. The reason for everything.Darya was in my lap, trying to stuff my hair into her mouth while laughing. Vasily crawled between Luther’s legs, clapping every time he managed to touch his father’s foot. Yakov slept peacefully on Heros’s chest while he slowly stroked the baby’s back with protective movements.“They have no idea what happened yesterday,” I murmured, kissing the top of Darya’s head.Lohan, with his shoulder bandaged and arm in a sling, sat carefully beside me. Despite the pain, he smiled as he watched Vasily try to climb his leg.