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40| The Blood Oath.

Dmitris' Point Of View...

A hard hand slams into my cheek and blinding pain splinters across my face as I open my eyes.

“Vstavy, ty ni na chto ne goden, pridurok! [Get up, you good for nothing, dipshit!]” Ivans' irritating voice slams into me in a harsh snarl as he slaps me again.

I growl a curse, brushing a hand over my face as I sit up in the motel bed, Amanis' friend fixed me up with, a day ago. Raising my gaze, I look over Ivans' shoulder to see Amani standing behind him with a grim look on his face.

Instantly, my pulse spikes and I know he's fucked up because Zee is nowhere to be seen!

“Where is she?” I snarl at him, clenching my hands into fists.

“That piece of shit has taken her!” Ivan answers me instead.

“Where?” I demand, getting out of bed and ripping my shirt off, throwing it to the ground as I snatch the pile of clothes Ivan is holding in his hand.

“Russia,” Amani says, finally learning how to use his voice.

“Russia?!” I roar at him as my body shakes with fury. “What
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