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I bite my lip to stop smiling, and I know they're about to say something worse, but I beat them to it. I don't need them to fight my battles, especially with Mila in her uncle's arms. She doesn't need to see them at their worst yet.
"Actually, I saw Timothy this morning and I gave him the paperwork that I paid him to do, very generously, I might add. You, however, won’t see a fucking penny. I told him you didn't even know what was in the documents, so the big commission I just gave him as thanks is all for him." I smile sweetly while both men freeze at the look on my face. Yeah, they realize I'm different now and I don't need them fighting my battles.
I look Amber in the eye. "Did I ever tell you who my father is, Amber?" I say it in my sweetest voice. She looks red in the face, full of rage over the fact she doesn't get any of my commission, but I continue before she can even open her mouth. "No, I didn't, did I? Stefano Russo, as in Russo Hotels, which means I'm filthy rich. My husband is Damian Volkov, the billionaire. So, as you can see, Timothy got a big paid day for his help."
Her face gets redder—if that's even possible. At the same time, both brothers chuckle under their breath, knowing I'm bullshitting about using family money to pay Timothy. I look at the prescription in her hand and notice it's doxycycline and azithromycin. I chuckle.
Yeah, bitch, I know this feeling well: embarrassment. I look at her, and her face pales when she notices I saw her prescription. I guess she remembers I’m a certified RN.
"Make sure you take the doxycycline every day for a week, I'm sure the doctor told you. And the azithromycin once a day for two days. Otherwise, that nasty chlamydia will just return. I should know, considering my husband gave it to me when he couldn't keep it in his pants.” I look at Damian, who has paled. I know I shouldn't embarrass him, but fuck it.
"You did get that little problem sorted, right, darling? I mean, unless you want to tell me something." I tilt my head toward Amber, making him growl, and I smirk while I can hear Alexandr trying to hold in his laughter at his brother's expense. Damian scowls at him and takes Mila from him. She goes willingly, holding him tightly around his neck and shoving her face into it, causing Alexandr to scowl back at him. I shake my head and continue my little revenge for Bruce and Adam.
"Have fun dealing with your little problem, Amber, and don't forget…." I lean in closer. "Leave Bruce and Adam alone, or your little problem will be made public." She pales and looks down while I just smirk, and the glare Damian sends my way just makes me chuckle. He obviously doesn't like the insinuation.
He shakes his head and turns toward the nurse's station, telling them I need to see the head nurse, Louisa. I wave to Amber, who is still pale, and chuckle, earning another glare from my husband.
"I know I deserve it, but come on, baby, low blow," he growls when I get closer. That's when I lose it, laughing my ass off. That was just fucking fun. I definitely need to message Adam later. He'll love this.
Damian smiles and shakes his head again, clearly liking my laughter.
After talking with Louisa, she promises to keep my spot open until the two-month deadline, bringing back Damian's scowl. She gives me a hug, and then we leave for the airport.
An hour later, we're in the air on our way to New York.
I'm sitting next to Damian while I watch my daughter nap on her uncle's chest. It warms my heart. I just hope they don't hurt her like they did me. Most likely sensing my thoughts, Damian grabs my hand and places a kiss on the back of it. I look at him and smile, and he nods toward his brother.
"He's probably going to sulk later when Mila meets Sergi at the airport. She's excited to see him."
I chuckle a little. "She loves the stories of us growing up." He smiles while I look at our hands in my lap, debating removing my hand from his. I don't want to give him false hope.
"I bought us a new home two years ago. I know you didn't love the house in Hudson River Valley and only stayed there for your mother. It was her idea and her decorating, but I tainted it anyway. I destroyed any home we could have had there, so I searched around, and I found a perfect one on Elm Street. It's Victorian style. It has a wraparound porch and a long driveway with a big gate, so it's private. There's a swimming pool, a gym, and an open living area and kitchen with dark wooden beams, which I know you love. I thought we could start fresh if I ever found you again."
I look at him with my mouth gaping. He seems nervous. I close my mouth and nod at him, no words wanting to come out. He smiles wide before returning to his phone, his free hand keeping hold of mine.
I lean back and rest my eyes. This is happening too fast.
Just under four hours later, we land in New York at the Volkov's private airfield. Damian squeezes my hand and tilts his head toward the door. Knowing Sergi is waiting, I quickly unbuckle, leaving Mila with her uncle and daddy.
As soon as the door opens and I see Sergi standing near the SUV, I run down the stairs and straight to him. He walks forward when he notices me, and I jump into his arms. He hugs me tight as Alexandr shouts from the stairs behind me.
"Why the fuck didn’t I get that reception?"
I shake my head, chuckling.
Sergi shouts back, "Because I’m the favorite!" I squeeze him tighter.
"Like fuck you are," Alexandr growls.
Sergi puts me down and kisses my head.
"I missed you, sestra." A tear leaks through, and he wipes it away, smiling wide. He asks, "Now, where's my niece?"
I chuckle, and as I open my mouth, I hear Mila scream, "Dyadya Sergi!" I move out of the way for her to throw herself at him. He catches her, and then looks at me in shock.
"You really did tell her all about us?" he asks with a rasp.
"You’re family," is all I have to say back, making his eyes turn glossy.
