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Chapter 60
As I walked back to Ria with the drinks, my eyes narrowed. Another woman was speaking with her. The lines in Ria’s face were hard and I could see her hands tightened into fists. Keenan had moved up closer to her but Aleksei stood a little back, his arms crossed over his chest. I walked up behind woman, and Ria smiled at me. There was resentment and anger reflecting in her eyes.
“Marek, this is my older sister, Porchia. Porchia, this is my husband, Marek Baranov.”
Ria’s tone was tight and I stepped around her sister, handing her the fluted glass. With my now free hand, I placed it securely behind her back. Looking at her sister, you could see a little resemblance but just barely. Porchia’s nose was turned up more, her skin paler, and far weaker looking than Ria. She did, however, look up at me surprised before her eyes narrowed at Ria.
“You are so fucked. Dad is going to kill you.”
I growled. “If he even trie
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