Liliana
My hands shook as I dialed my father's number. Mikhail stood behind me, his gun pressed against the base of my skull. One wrong word, one sign of betrayal, and he'd pull the trigger. I was sure of it.
Tears streamed down my face uncontrollably. I shouldn't have have done it. I should have told my father I couldn't do it. Not when Mikhail, The Reaper had come to trust me. Not when he seems to care about me. And definitely not when I had chosen to become a Volkov.
The evening when I received a message from my father, my blood turned to ice. His messnger, one of Mikhail's men that had been compromised.
“Bring me Volkov’s secrets, and I’ll accept you as my true daughter.” The message read. And I was tempted to give it a try.
I chose my family that had maltreated me for decades ov
