The Russian Don: A Dark Mafia Romance
Sliding behind the steering wheel, I wait for Julia to climb in, and watch Cole and his team pile into their SUV.
As I steer us out of the basement, I pick up Julia’s hand and press a kiss to her skin, then place it on my thigh.
“I want Grammy,” Andrei shouts.
“Ten minutes, my boy,” I murmur.
This is our life now. Kids. Family. Date nights. Sex at midnight before one of the kids wakes up. Running the mafia.
Stopping at a red light, I look at my wife. “I love you, baby.”
“And me,” Andrei chuckles.
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