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Chapter Twenty Two
———LUKAS——- It's been a week since Morozov's attack on me, and all has been quiet on his end. It makes me very wary of what the f**k he is planning. Ever since I've been shot though, Rhea has been doting on me and attached to my hip. Not that I'm complaining. She refused to let me even step foot in my office, let alone leave the apartment. She's been following the doctor's orders and cleaning the wound on my arm, and I must admit it's healing nicely. Right now, I'm laying on the bed with her on top of me, and we're both watching a movie. I wasn't really paying attention to it, instead taking the time to enjoy just being here with my girl. "We should get up and do something today." I murmured, burying my face in her hair. "But your arm is still healing." She protested, and I rolled
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