Page 208 of Satin Sinner (Stepanov Bratva 1)

And despite everything I’ve seen, everything Chris and Freya warned me about, I blindly believed him. Because… because I am falling in love with him.

There’s no denying that anymore.

There’s also no denying what I have to do next.

The image disappears. I fumble with my phone as I pull up a number. I call him three times before he finally picks up.

“Sorry, I was in a meeting,” he says, rushing through the words. “Are you okay?”

“No,” I say, unable to hold back the sob.

“Jess—”

“Chris, can you come and pick me up?” I ask before he can say anything else. “This will be the last time I ever ask. I promise.”

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