Special present

I felt like crap.

First, I sought out an enemy of my husband to help me dole out revenge, then I found out I was already entangled with him by merely existing, and now I was taking a secret note from him without my husband’s knowledge.

If there was an ounce of romantic feelings between me and Yakov, I would consider this cheating.

However, I doubted Yakov saw me as a woman. He probably saw me as a task he was meant to complete. The feeling—or lack thereof—was mutual.

Even so, the sooner this alliance ended, the smoother everything would be. The last thing I wanted was another fight with Curtis.

So, promising myself it would be the last time I kept any secret communication with the Bratva, I peeked at the content of the note.

It was an address, followed by Yakov’s incomprehensible words, “two floors underground.”

This was where he had said I would find my gift. If he could simply speak in a comprehensible language, I would appreciate it.

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The good news was Curtis was way too busy to