He’s trying to cut back on the illegal dealings. He and Pasha have been moving towards starting a legitimate import/export business to bring in money and disentangle the Bratva from some of their seedier business ventures. I know he’s doing it for me, and I appreciate it.
Where is Daddy? Tati asks, raising a hand to her forehead and squinting up at the house.
No one told her to call Dmitry ‘Daddy.’ She made the choice on her own. Every time she says it, my heart melts a little.
Working, but he’ll be home tonight.
She frowns, and I pinch her cheek. Are you ready to go inside and get a snack? I’m hungry.
Her eyes widen. Ice-cream cones? I want the one with caramel in the middle.
I wrinkle my nose like I’m thinking, but when Tati presses her hands together in a plea, lower lip pouted ou
