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Matthias

I can’t believe that little minx. Playing me like that right after I gave her the studio. And where the hell did that sexy voice come from?

I’m absolutely taking her up on her offer of those personalized recordings.

Just the thought of her voice purring in my ears, saying filthy things meant only for me, has my cock hardening all over again.

And now I’m sitting in this goddamn meeting with a semi.

Unbelievable.

Honestly, I can’t believe I’m attending this meeting at all. I should be spending every second figuring out how to stop the Bratva from getting anywhere near Margot. This company can survive a few days without me.

But I’m stuck waiting. Waiting for my brothers to dig something up. Waiting until I can be of use.

Helplessness doesn’t suit me .

At least the studio worked out. Not just because it makes Margot happy, but because it gives her something to focus on. Something to keep her occupied.

She doesn’t realize it yet, but she’s on lockdown.

She’s not allowed off the property.

Scratch that. She’s not allowed out of the house , except the enclosed backyard. And only if Benny is with her. And a guard. No, two guards at least.

That dog surprised me. I underestimated him. He’s loyal, and I know he’ll defend her.

I’ve doubled the guards. Every entrance to the property and the house is monitored. Security has eyes everywhere now.

I’m not taking any chances.

The only advantage we have is that no one knows about us. There’s no trail connecting Margot to me. No photos. We’ve never been seen in public together.

And there’s no Syndicate connection.

Roman made sure of it. He personally disposed of the bodies and cleaned the scene. He didn’t delegate like usual. We kept everything tight. Partly to keep Dom in the dark, but mostly because you can never be too careful.

And I’ll never risk Margot.

Not for anything.