Chapter 41

This girl is destroying me.

And I am letting her.

I tug off my boots. Placed my gun on the vault and pulled myself up onto my bed, allowing myself this delusion of peace.

Going back to Russia every two weeks is the condition my father had set so he won't cut me off from my inheritance for marrying my girl.

I don't usually care but I got my own fucking plans of ruining Sybil.

What he did to Sloane