Ivan leaned back, swirling his drink slowly, a glint of intrigue in his gaze. “And when you do bring her here, what exactly do you expect will happen, Bjorn?” he asked, his voice carrying a hint of a challenge. “Do you think that’ll be the end of it?”Bjorn barely heard his uncle’s words, his mind already racing with plans and possibilities. “I don’t care,” he replied defiantly, his eyes blazing. “All I know is, she’s mine. And everyone will see it.”With that, Bjorn turned on his heel, already marching toward the door, oblivious to the complexities and dangers that lay ahead. Ivan watched him go, a small, almost rueful smile on his lips. Young, reckless, and absolutely unprepared for the storm he’s about to unleash.As the door closed behind Bjorn, Ivan exhaled, shaking his head. “Good luck, kid,” he murmured to himself, amusement fading as he considered the chaos his nephew might very well bring to their doorstep.The answer was painfully simple, a truth Ivan had known but never spok
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