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Hell, half the time, I don’t even leave, and I sleep there.

“I’m coming in late today,” I tell him. “Handle shit for me.”

“Everything okay?”

I grip my phone tight and lower my voice. “Keep an eye out for Russians. If you see even one, you call me.”

“Got it.”

I end the call.

If Genesis hadn’t snuck out of my office, I wouldn’t have all this Russian anxiety.

Her little antics are why I’m here.

Why she doesn’t have much freedom.

She fucked up.

Dima made it clear how easy it was to get to Genesis, and the son of a bitch wanted me to know it.

Per my contract with Yaroslav, I can’t marry Genesis until I pay my balance.

Before, I had no problem with that. She needed to give me a baby, and I’d free her from the Russians.

Everything is changing now.

I need to knock her up faster than I thought.

Time for me to start fucking Genesis.

As if theasshole knew I was thinking of him, he calls me.

“Yeah?” I answer.

“You got my money yet?” Yaroslav asks between coughs.

“I’m working on it.”

“The clock is ticking.Ticktock. Ticktock.”

“I have sixty days.”

“Not a long time to come up with that amount of money.”

It’s not about a lack of funds. I could pay him off today.

“I don’t break deals,” I say through gritted teeth.

“The same with me, Julian.”

“Since I have you on the phone, I want to make something clear.”

“What’s that?”

“Dima stays away from my casino and Genesis. She’s not his wife.”

“Not yet.”