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Prologue

Misha

I stood in front of the mirror and adjusted the bow for my tuxedo

Co up

Aggravated, I scowled at myself in the mirror Weariness crept around my eyes

These past days had been chaotic Right when I thought all would be calm, more pandemonium arose

I dropped my hands

Chaos and death I can handle those two things as long as I have Ava’s love

Today had been a long day I’d woken up to Maxwell fucking the bartender fro noise of his orgas text es to Ava They tracked the number to Bolshoi Theater’s artistic director, Akiva He had texted her the words, he can’t save you

We’ll see about that

I planned to prove Akiva wrong For now,I needed his apartment location and schedule I couldn’t murder him in the theater

I’d already killed three people there—Mr Kuznetsov, Mr Oblonskey, and Mr Turgenev They were rich old men from powerful families Incredibly old money Their ancestors had partied with the Is and queens Unfortunately, they were also creepy patrons of ballet The sort of men who paid millions to rape ballerinas

Akiva thought he could auction Ava’s pussy to the highest bidder and continue to breathe He would learn Bolshoi Theater would too

Ava was mine forever and would always be under my protection She was more than the most talented ballerina on this earth She was rich brown skin over a taut body Long legs and sensual muscle Tiny breasts that served as little morsels in my mouth

Forever

No ht cause between the wealthy Russian families and the Brotherhood

The Bratva

One-half of the codes to Kazimir’s nukes remained with the Devil So far, my cousin didn’t knoould need to solve this soon and then explain myself to him The Lion was sensitive these days Many had been disloyal

My top security guy, Naveen, hired a crew to grab the codes The tea dead bodies in his wake The whole situation went from a siue to a sone to Canada Currently, Naveen traced them to Paris which couldn’t be a coincidence The French—mainly Jean-Pierre—was somehow involved Even worse, Kazimir had taken his mouse to Paris on a romantic vacation

Naveen spoke into the phone “The Devil’s heading to Paris He’ll land by late this evening”