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Chapter 14

Once they had boarded the yacht a few days ago, the destination had been kept secret. He wanted to get a little distance away from New York and the heat on Mila. Only he and the captain knew their destination. His crew had been with him long enough and were paid very well to not ask any questions.

Bermuda.

It should take about five to six days to get there from New York as long as they didn’t meet any storms. So far, it had been smooth sailing. He and Mila had reconciled and everything between them was great. But Kole knew that this was a false sense of security. They were away from the real world, but for right now, he would enjoy the trip. He sat back in the plush leather chair in his office on the yacht. His master stateroom included an office that he could work in while away from New York. No matter where he was in the world, he could still run his shipping business and the Belotov gang.

He had promised Salagin that once they were safely away from New York, they would check in. Mila sat on the windowsill as she dialed her brother on the satellite phone that he had on the ship. It was a military grade phone that would scramble their location. Even if someone tried to tap their call, it would be days before they locked on the location they were currently.

“Privyet,”Mila said into the phone when Pasha answered. She switched the phone to speaker so that they could both hear.

“Kak dyela?”Pasha asked. How are you? Kole knew it was a loaded question. Her brother was not making small talk. He really wanted to know how she was, since he, their rival, was the one protecting her.

“I’m good,” she said, switching back to English as she jumped down from her seat and came to sit in the chair next to his.

“Your sister is safe with me,” he snapped, a little irritated by the accusatory tone in the mafia boss’s voice.

“Let’s just make sure that she stays that way,” Pasha replied.

“What’s going on?” Mila asked, changing the subject. He leaned back into the chair. He would only take so much from her brother. Pasha would soon learn that he was a formidable opponent.

“They must have gone to your place looking for you. They ransacked it and torched—”

“What?” she hollered. A veil of anger came across her face. Kole closed his eyes briefly before opening them. It had to tear her apart knowing that the fight was going on in her absence.

“Turn us around,” she growled, her eyes locked on his.

“No,” Pasha said through the phone. “Your things can be replaced—”

“But it’s the principle of the matter,” she growled.

“But you can’t!” Pasha bellowed. “This is one time that I will order you to sit out. We can’t afford to lose you, Mila. I refuse to take that chance. So sit your stubborn ass down and let us handle this.”

Silence filled the room. Kole glanced at Mila and saw her eyes frozen on the cell phone. He had never seen her like this and it was downright scary.

Vulnerable.

“Pasha, I don’t know what to say—”

“Don’t say anything. Let me be your big brother and protect you for once. You’re always right there, saving the day for me. Vladen may have started this war, but I will fucking finish it,” Pasha snapped.

“The Slokavich’s don’t know what they’ve started,” Mila growled, recovering. This was the Mila he knew—soldier for the Tokhan Bratva, plotting her revenge. “Tear them to the ground and save Vladen for me, brother. He wanted to accuse me of trying to kill him. When I return, I will do him the favor. I’ll put a slug in the middle of his fucking forehead.”

“Do not worry, little sister. I’ll have him wrapped in a bow and wait on your return.”

Kole signaled that they should disconnect the call.

“I need to go,” she announced.

“Kole, keep my sister safe. Bring her back to me in one piece and we’ll have a different conversation.”

“Will do,” Kole said. They would have a conversation, and it would be a different one than Pasha expected.

Mila disconnected the call and turned to him.

“Remind me never to make an enemy of you,” he murmured. His cock was rock-hard at her display of aggression.

“See that you don’t.” She winked, tossed the phone to him and stood. She wore a thin, floor-length navy dress where only her toes peaked out of the bottom.

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