Max's POV
It has been two weeks. Two f*****g miserable weeks. Since I lost my baby, and the mother at the same time. I'm f*****g numb. I've been hiding out at one of our strip clubs. I can't even remember which one. I'm too f*****g wasted.
I couldn't get back to the house, Anischka is back there, and it reminded me of Emilie. The raising Russian gang is up for my head, now that they know I'm hiding Anischka. Damn Anischka! Damn her father Viktor Ivchenko! Damn my father, the great Grigory Markov! Damn them all!!
Nikko had been handling the situation, he's my underboss. I just wanted to be left alone. If only he could replace me and be the boss. I could get back to being a surgeon and moved somewhere quiet. I was so done with this lifestyle.
It was just not worth it. None
