The Pakhan's Bride
"Just business, your brother is a greedy clown."
Greedy clown? So, was money all that Caesar was after? A great deal that brought money into his bank account and increased his lands. Honestly, at this point, Sergei would have been a better choice for that if he were to lick his boots than Ren.
"And what kind of clown are you?" I asked, and his smile slowly dropped. That irritating smile of his was gone, replaced by a cold reality. "The one thirsty for blood, and not just anyone's blood but Sergei Morozov's." His expressions, his tone, he looked and sounded like the devil who had crawled out from under the very throne which Sergei ruled.