The Bratva's Obsession : Contract Ends,The Marriage Begins
Tanya was hurt, but since then, she'd never left my side.
"Please," her voice grew weak, pleading. I could see how her eyes always filled with tears whenever she looked at me. It was as if, no matter how many years passed, she hoped I would see her as a woman.
But I never could. I never thought my feelings for Irina could be this deep.
“You’ve become this fragile just because of that woman?”
“Stop calling her that. She’s my wife! And she has a name, Irina Pavlov. You should call her Mrs. Pavlov,” I said.