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NIKOLAI
Closing the door behind myself, I make a mental note to install some cameras in Chloe’s room, the way I have in Slava’s. Not because I feel compelled to watch her every moment of every day—though that need is definitely there—but because I’m worried about her.
I’ve had my entire life to come to terms with my f****d-up heritage, and there are days when I’m still tempted to slit my own throat. That or get a vasectomy, so the mistake I’d made that night with Ksenia can never be repeated. I wasn’t even aware that the condom was faulty, but it must’ve been.
That’s the only explanation for the existence of my son.
I was planning to go to my office, but my feet carry me to his room instead, propelled by the same compulsion I’m experiencing with Chloe.
Daddy, he called me when I re
