CHAPTER 20
NIKOLAI ZORIN
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As soon as Blair leaves, the front door slams in my face. I turn to find Natalya and Boric talking–or arguing–in the kitchen. My anger is bubbling inside me as I stroll back over to them, eyes narrowed.
"What is your problem?" My voice booms across theirs.
Boric glares at me. "I'm doing us a favour."
I feel my nostrils flare at his words. "That's not your call to make," I say heavily.
"Agreed," Natalya nods her head and then stares at Boric, her eyes burning from all the alcohol she has consumed. This isn't going to end well. "Why did you do that? She came here to celebrate something and you made her feel uncomfortable."
"Because I don't trust her." His voice is sinister.
My head shakes in disbelief, I slide my arms over my chest. "And what exactly don't
