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“In Viktor’s case, his family has come ready-made,” Oleg butts in with a smile, helping himself to his second cigar. “Tell me, nephew: will you name the bastard boy your heir or do you actually plan on making one yourself?”

His tone rankles. It’s poisonous, the way he talks about them. Bastard boy. I don’t like that one fucking bit. Nor do I like the subtle irritation dancing beneath his words, th