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You know what they say about birds of a feather.

“Hi,” I say cautiously.

He nods in greeting.

“What are you doing here?” I ask.

I know Ilya is Jeremy’s shadow, in a way, but I’ve never seen him at the cottage before.

“Boss said not to go inside the house if you’re in it.”

My eyes widen. “Don’t tell me you stayed out here all night?”

“I had to make sure you were safe.”

“Oh my God, but it’s freezing.”

“It’s okay. I’m Russian.”

“That’s bollocks. I bet you didn’t eat anything either.”

Not that I did. At the reminder, my stomach growls, and Ilya does a perfect job of maintaining his poker face.

I open the door wide. “Come in. I made some soup we can share.”

He shakes his head once. “You go eat.”

“If you don’t come with me, I won’t.”

He shakes his head again.

“If you don’t, I’ll tell Jeremy you came into the house.”

“I didn’t.”

“Try convincing him of that after he beats you up like he did the guys from the other night.” I narrow my eyes and he narrows his back before he finally steps in.

After I heat the soup, we sit around the table. It brings back memories of Jeremy and his crazy Russian roulette.

My skin gets goosebumps as I remember how the crazy bastard nearly killed us both.

I should’ve known he lacked limits after that happened.

Ilya eats in silence, definitely uncooperative in offering any insight into his overbearing boss.

“So.” I clear my throat. “Why did you beat up those guys from the club?”

“Ask Boss,” he says point-blank.

I purse my lips but force myself to remain calm. “He’s not here, which is why I’m asking you.”

“I can’t tell you that.”

“Okay, but can you tell me why you beat them up until they were in a critical condition?”

He lifts a shoulder. “Because they deserved it.”

Of course he’d think they did.


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