Chapter 197 - Arkady

I hid the smirk that wanted to rise to my lips as I saw Sergei and Dmitri on the floor, their throats slit. Seems the Italian Princess had more to her than just fancy clothes and an important bloodline. Why these idiots continued to see women as nothing more than brood mares and fuck toys, I'd never understand.

Some of the most vicious people I'd ever met in my life had been women. And they felt no pain or sorrow for their ways. And why should they? They were surviving. In this world, that was the name of the game.

"Naydi suku. V nastoyashcheye vremya," I barked. Find the bitch. Now. I didn't really want her found, but since it was either her or me, I would sacrifice her.

Survival. What a bitch.

The handful of men who accompanied me fanned out. Each of them took a branch of the underground facility. Not quite a bomb shelter, it had originally been designed as a secret metro system under Moscow for when the USSR was still functioning. Unless the princess was a ghost, she wou