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for her to do so.”
    “Very.”
    “And what do you attribute that to?”
    “They’re both crazy,” I say bluntly, and am gratified by the small smile that passes over his face. “I’m guessing they are going to feed off each other’s bloodlust when thrown together.”
    “The situation needs to be monitored closely, their interactions managed. I trust you will see to that.”
    “Of course. I make a point of being intimately aware of all things concerning your daughter, sir.”
    “Good, good,” he says pensively, an elbow resting on the arm of his grand chair, his index finger slowly tapping his upper lip. “Anastasia can get her brains splattered all over the wall, I don’t care about that. But if their connection is moving past that of mentor and student, then Anastasia’s unpredictable nature becomes a concern. Roksana is headstrong, we know this, but I won’t have her in the line of fire due to someone else’s impulsive behavior.”
    “I will never let anything happen to her. If a bullet were to ever reach her, it would already be stained with my blood. And if that were not the case, I would insist that you make it so.”
    “I rely on your protective nature, Oleg, but I’d very much like to keep you on the payroll. As I said, I don’t care if the trainee dies but you and my daughter… I’m never willing to sacrifice. After all,” he smirks, straightening in his chair, “my future grandchildren are at stake. Any news for me on that? I decreed your betrothal some time ago. You know how my wife worries…”
    “There is no wedding date yet, sir. She is…stubborn. No offense.”
    “Hmmph,” Glazov scoffs. “None taken. I can appreciate your predicament. But I would remind you that you are setting the tone for your future together. I promised her to you because I recognize that you are uniquely suited for each other. You are the only man who could handle her. However, she must be made to see the inevitability of her fate as both a Bratva soldier and a Bratva wife.”
    “She does not think it is truly possible to be both. Her skepticism has her digging in her heels like a mule…sir.”
    My words are greeted with an arched brow and impatience, “Then you will convince her otherwise. A woman’s willfulness did not stop me from taking what was mine. This delay is testing my patience. You have your hands full, Oleg, but I trust you will not disappoint me.”
    “You have my word.”
    “Very good. In the meantime, you will continue to train Anastasia in the Bratva ways. I see great potential there. Our own diamond in the rough,” he chuckles as he drops his gaze to his laptop screen and, with a subtle wave of his hand toward the door, dismisses me.
    “We’ll train her well, sir. You will have no need to worry.”
    “You do that,” Novak laughs, seeming a little too pleased with himself, “and reinforce your woman’s training while you’re at it.”
    A sarcastic response wells up inside me but I manage to keep my expression neutral. Novak doesn’t miss the chance to get in another dig.
    “I don’t envy you, my man,” he continues. “Especially when your woman never misses an opportunity to talk back or question your authority. Anyone else would have nipped that power struggle in the bud by now. Guess it’s a good thing you’re in touch with your feminine side.” His eyes gleam with unadulterated glee as he awaits my reaction to the blatant insult.
    “You handle your woman, Novak, and leave mine to me,” I growl.
    “You’re always so touchy when it comes to that girl.”
    “And you’re always trying to stir shit up.”
    “Yes…I admit it. True, true...”
    “Fuck you, Novak.”
    “You’re not my type, sweetheart,” he laughs as I stomp down the hallway, infuriated. I don’t need anybody telling me to how to handle my woman; her father’s one thing, but Novak? Well, he’s just being Novak.



Chapter Twelve
    Roksana
    We’ve been dismissed from the Pakhan’s presence in