Dimitri
"I cannot," Irina whispered. "Please do not make me choose. I cannot."
"You have to," Mikhail said firmly. "This is your life, your future, your child. You have to decide what is best for all of you." His voice dropped. "You have seven days..."
"No," I interrupted. "She does not need to make a choice. She stays with me." Every eye in the room turned to look at me.
"Dmitri," Mikhail started.
"She stays with me," I repeated. My voice was cold. "She is my maid. She lives in my house. She is under my protection. That doesn't change because my brother made a mistake."
"A mistake that resulted in a child," Alexei's voice was dangerous. It was the tone he used right before he killed someone. "She has my child. That makes her mine."
I took a step towards him. "She is
