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Peter looked at his brother apprehensively, he and Igor had never interacted beyond a couple of chance encounters where his brother was simply a bodyguard for the Petrovs, and seeing him injured in a hotel room where Klaus, who he swore to be his friend, he hadn't even deigned to visit him, he found it disgusting, he thought in addition to Anika, who, just like before, had fallen for his tricks, even after learning the truth she had preferred it, clenched her jaw with just I remember the way Anika's soft body had clung to the bastard in a passionate kiss, Klaus was playing with her, she knew it, but at the same time she couldn't help but wonder if maybe there was something he was missing. , something that was being lost in the midst of all the chaos.

Igor had been seriously injured, although he seemed to be on the mend, it had been quite a beating, Klaus had sent him to make sure everything was okay, but Igor hadn't given him more than a couple of grunts in response, while he was fini