Zeldric
As I walk through the crowded club toward the private lounges on the upper floor, I can't shake the feeling that I’m making a mistake. Jenkins shouldn’t be here.
I want her to know my world, to get used to it and ultimately choose to stay with me. But by bringing her here, I might be doing the opposite. What if I scare her away?
Since I met her, she’s always been fearless bold, never showing an ounce of hesitation.
"It’s the f*****g Bratva," a voice in my head warns.
Shit, of course, it is!
And I’m about to throw her into a massive mess.
I already told her about my mother’s death, my childhood, and all that crap. That should have been enough, right?
I’m about to turn around and take her back home, but then I spot Mikhail sitting on a couch. He looks at me, and I immediately
