Dmitri pulls back from his hug, slinging an arm around her shoulders, guiding her toward their group. I look back at Ryder and notice I’m not the only one who wants to rip his f*****g arm off. Ryder looks like he could spit nails.
Same man, same.
“Isn’t this awesome?” Gage asks, propping himself on the front of Dex’s truck where I’m standing.
“Who are they?” I ask instead of answering his question. I’m sure it would be awesome if I weren’t here just because she had to bring me.
He looks at me like I’m crazy, then laughs. “I forgot you don’t know s**t about this world.” He points to where Alexey is whispering in Alessa’s ear, making her throw her head back and laugh. “That’s Alexey and Dmitri Orlov.” He looks at me again. “Russian Mafia.”
What the f**k did I step into?
I thought abou
