Chapter 87

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Alexandria Petrova:- " Why are you sitting so calm? Aren't you going to cry, my babygirl?" Dimitri asked grabbbing me by chin making me look into his eyes. I didn't give him the satisfaction of wincing in pain although his hold on my face was too tight that it willl sure lose bruises on my skin. I elbowed him on his stomach and pushed him away as I lean against the luxurious leather seat of dad's limousine and picked up the bottle of champagne and popped the cork then take a sip from the whole bottle making my dad look at me with disgust. " Have you lost all the manners, Alexandria? I didn't teach you to be a brat and unmannered woman like this." Dimitri snapped. " Trust me, dad. To be honest. I am not even sure if I know the spelling of manners properly so it is really hard to remembe

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