THE PRICE OF THEIR NAME
I asked, hoping the restrained formality would change the awkwardness.
“Yes, darling! Just us. Dmitri and Ivan. They’re twins, you know! They manage everything, Leo, they’re utterly ruthless in business, but such magnetic, sophisticated young men. Arthur says they are both the most revered and feared men in Manhattan right now. You’ve probably seen their portraits everywhere.”
Twins. Feared. Revered. Volkov. The words registered, but they remained unknown, belonging to a world of finance and power that felt disconnected from my reality. I focused only on the meal, and the overwhelming pressure to perform as the quiet, respectable son.
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