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ien Dmitri, with a group of lawyers. H

id, his voice a low, silky drawl that always managed to make my ski

ch of a choice, d

wing smile. "Not really. I have

the cards. My father already had accrued a huge loan from him and couldn't pay it bac

e corner shifted uncomfortably. My father

a shiver down my spine. I stood my ground, refusing to

ou and yo

gh" My fathe

e of the lawyers shuffled some papers and beckoned one of his assistants for another document. A sense of drama filled

r commanded, his ga

em do this," I said to my f

our family's safety " He flinched,

s for the good of our family". H

is over with as quickly as possible. We w

of composure onto my face. "What are the t

ee. "Let's discuss the... finer details, shall we?" H

ather's lawyer. The man had a tall frame, was dre

looks up and mumbles something in Dad's ea

ts, my anger shining through

cument " my

e last century. I swallowed my pride and then

made my way to the exit. As I opened the door to

u blind" A

lready feel

you're goin

oons. He stood before me, an imposing figure in a perfectly tailo

!" my dad ordered, haltin

d as I stepped ba

ith Ryan Dmitri for

s name, I murm

u had been seeing each other before you got married. We need

" He turned towards me, a thin smile curving his li

..." I screamed,

is i

him, of being subjected to his pres

streaking my makeup. "All you think about is

raised his hands ready to hit me. I stiffened my body, getting rea

. My father tumbled backward, holding his cheek, his back hitting the

movements a sharp contrast to what he just did. He took one step toward my

ached into a black duffel bag in his back pocket

ger in them. He turned to me, pleading in his eyes. Ryan gra

laimed, flipping the knife op

ds sending chills down my spine. My father struggled to

, and the blood had now