The Price of Bought Passion
Kirill Yartsev:
Vicky lifted her eyes to me, full of hatred and pain. I know she has no choice, and she knows it too, but Koshev doesn’t.
“Darling, you can leave even now if you want. All you have to do is say it,” I spread my arms, smiling. “So, who will you choose?”
“You,” the blue-eyed girl whispered, burning me with her gaze and not looking at Danil.
“My love, I think your friend doesn’t quite understand,” I said mockingly, looking at the stunned guy, and stepped closer to Vicky, pulling her to me by the waist. “It seems he doesn’t believe in our mutual feelings, so we can prove it to him.”
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