THIRTY FOUR
212 Words
XAVION MIKHAILOV
It's been raining since two days and also two days since I have talked to Rosalind. I don't want to be away from her but my line of work don't give me permission to get weak. Yes, today I am accepting that Rosalind has become my weakness without my knowledge so by any chance my enemies gets to know this then they will try to harm her to make me crazy. So, it's better if I stay away from her.
"Bro, what is this I am hearing?" Noah asks walking inside my cabin.
"What are you talking about?" I ask looking away from the laptop.
"You have told Dad that I will be accompanying him to Russia." He remarks angrily.
"So, what's there to be angry? You are the next leader of the Russian Mafia so you need to know how things working there." I reply nonchalantly.
"But I am happy here. I don't want to go back." He answers making me glare at him.
"There is no place your any argument, Noah. You are going back to Russia and that's final." I remark daring him to disobey me.
Although I can see in his eyes that he wants to oppose me but there is also fear evident in them.
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