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I knew what that meant. She did that any time she was pissed at me.

It was probably for the best. Now that I knew what fighting with her did to me, I had to try my absolute hardest to avoid it.

Chapter Twenty

Dimitri Volkov

“Iknow it wasyou who ate that last brownie!”

I rubbed my temples, a brutal headache well and truly taking root in my brain. For the past hour, all my children had done was argue. It was pretty much a guarantee that no matter what the circumstances were, my children would find a way to fight with each other, either physically or with their words.

It didn’t matter if we were at a family dinner, a black-tie event or a life and death situation, like the one we were all currently in. Aleksandr, Nikolai, Lukyan and Illayana would end up arguing about something.

They’d been doing it all their lives. It never bothered me because I knew when push came to shove, they would all move Heaven and Earth to protect each other.

Something I never had growing up.

It was very much a “Ican pick on my sibling butyoucan’t” kind of scenario. God forbid anyone else try to yell at them like they yelled at each other. All hell would break fucking loose.

“You know what? I did!” Illayana yelled back at Lukyan about his brownie accusation. “And it was fucking delicious!” She whipped an accusatory finger up at Nikolai. “Andyou!Are there any other friends of mine you’d like to fuck?!”

Ahhh, so the cat is out of the bag. Sometime during my incarceration, Nikolai and Tatiana’s relationship had finally been revealed.

Interesting.

I’d found out a few years ago during one of the worst things any parent can endure… Their child’s heartbreak.

Nikolai had no idea I knew. About any of it. He was far too out of it, consumed by so much grief and pain to even know what was going on at the time. I’d always planned to talk to him about it, but I was waiting for him to be ready. To bring it up with me first.

That never happened, and now we might all die before I had the chance.

“What friends?” Nikolai bit back harshly. “You only have one because people can’t stand you.”

Illayana gasped in outrage. “You—” she turned to Aleksandr. “You just gonna stand there and let him talk to me like that?”

“This doesn’t involve me,” he grunted.

“Oh, don’t go running to Aleksandr to save you,” Nikolai scoffed. “Fight your own battles.”

“This is amazing,” Autumn whispered under her breath.

I opened my eyes to look at her. She sat cross-legged in front of the makeshift line I’d created, respecting the boundary it represented…for once.

Her entire attention was locked on the spectacle my children were making, watching it like it was the most entertaining, most riveting thing she’d ever witnessed before.

“Are they always like this?”

I wanted to say no. I really, really, did, but…

“Yes,” I groaned, going back to rubbing my temples.

“You wait until I get out of here!” Illayana growled. “I’m going to fuck you up.”

“Right. Because that worked out so well the last time, huh? Tell me, how’s your arm?”

Lukyan laughed, pointing at his sister. “Ha. Ha. He kicked your ass.”

“I’m gonna kickyourass!”

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