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They arenottalking about our normal products.

Weapons? Drugs?

Is this entire company just a front for what the Dubrovs really do?

It is.

They are smugglers.

Illegal drugs and weapons and what else?

I can’t breathe.

I have to get out of here.

No wonder Yefim never wanted me working late. No wonder he was always telling me not to. They didn’t want me to seethis.

I look around me. The brothers are walking away from me, turning a corner in the office, out of sight. I can sneak around the edge of the office, grab my things and leave. Right now. I have to leave right now.

I take a step and my high heel clicks against the floor. I freeze again and hold my breath.

I don’t hear them coming back.

I can still get out of here.

“Tia?”

From behind me, I hear Yefim’s voice, and my heart sinks to the pit of my stomach.

I decide I have to run. It’s too dangerous. I just need to run.

I kick my shoes off, and I’m about to bolt towards the exit, but Yefim moves faster and grabs my arm, pulling me against his body and locking me in place.

My body is screaming with fear.

They’re going to kill me because I know too much.

Tears are pouring freely down my face as I try and fight free from his grip.

“Stop that,” he snarls in a harsh whisper.

The two brothers aren’t around; it’s just Yefim and me.

He drags me up the stairs to his office and closes the door.

“I fucking told you not to work late without me.”

I can barely breathe as I sit in the chair he’s pushed me into, waiting for the consequences of knowing too much.

“Please, I’ll leave. I won’t say anything.”

Yefim is thinking, leaning against his desk with his head low.

When he does look up at me, his eyes are dark.

“You won’t leave. You will marry me.”

What?

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