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I am the person who will go to the ends of the earth for her. She doesn’t know it yet, but she will soon. She will understand just how much she means to me.
I grab my car keys. I need to go and see her. She’s at the other office this evening, handing in some of her editing work she’s been doing at night. Maybe I can take a look around that office and see if there is anything I can contribute—any way I can make her life easier.
Getting into my car, I know I’m taking a risk—I might upset her by arriving at her other office and interfering. But I have to do whatever it takes to look after her.
She doesn’t understand, but all I want is for her to be happy.
I park outside the building, staring up at it. It’s massive. I have no idea what floor she works on, but I’m sure I can figure it out. I’ll just go to reception and talk to the person at the desk. I know the name of the company.
Climbing out of the car, I start walking towards the entrance—two massive rotating doors—but as I come close, she walks out.
Followed by a man, gripping her arm tightly.
She looks scared, and I see her wince in pain as he drags her from the building, his fingers digging into her skin.
Instantly rage slams into me. Who the fuck is grabbing my wife like that? What the fuck do they think they are doing? I am blinded by anger—I don’t stop to think or ask questions.
I storm right towards them.
Before they’ve even noticed me coming, I grab the man and slam my first into his face three times.
In fright, he releases Tia, but now she is screaming in horror.
Blood runs from his lip. He splutters in surprise and spits a pool of blood from his mouth. I step away from where he’s fallen to the ground, staring down at him with hatred in my eyes.
The man stands up, then without a word he throws himself at me, knocking me off my feet.
We tussle, rolling on ground outside the entrance of the building, throwing punches, getting heated, swearing at each other. I want to kill him. I want to rip his fucking head off his shoulders and watch him bleed out while his body twitches as it desperately holds onto the last shreds of life.
I think I am close to killing him when I hear Tia screaming, forcing me to pause.
“Yefim, stop.” She screams so loudly that I have no other choice but to turn and look at her. “Please, stop,” she begs.
I release my grip on the man who was hurting her. He slumps forward, gasping for air, a wet sound in his throat and nose because there is so much blood pouring from his face.
I push myself to my feet, turning towards Tia. Her eyes bright with tears.
“Who is he?” I demand.
“A debt collector,” she stammers, bewildered and tense.
“She fucking owes me money, and you’re interfering,” the man snarls from behind me as he pushes himself warily to his feet. He looks unstable. He’s definitely hurting, and tomorrow will probably be worse for him. Good. Let that be a lesson to him never to touch my wife.
“Stay the fuck out of this, asshole,” I snarl back at him.
“Yefim,” Tia snaps angrily. “Leave it.”
The man looks me up and down. “Yefim Dubrov. I know you. Mark my words, your days are numbered. Congratulations. You just signed your own death warrant.”
“Fuck off,” I snap, moving towards him again. He backs away quickly, then turns to run towards his own car. I’m notscared of anyone. My family bows to no one. Let him try and come after me. I will kill him next time.
Tia is furious when I turn towards her., holding my hand out to her. I thought she would be happy, but she’s livid. I clench my jaw, trying to figure out how not to make this moment worse.
“Where did you park?” I ask.
“I caught a taxi,” she huffs.
“Get in my car. Let’s go home.” I press the remote to unlock it from across the parking lot to show her were I parked it.
