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Forty two.

Irina’s POV

He was holding me firmly. His horrible coldness touching my skin as he carried me. Why was I always being carried? I had legs; I was more than capable of walking.

“What are we going to do with you?” his voice was deep

As I slowly open my eyes I see the underneath of his jaw, which jutted out sharply, stubble covering every inch. Ivan keeps his face up as he walks but he knew I was awake.

I had no idea how long I had been out for, but I was very aware that I was still only in Ivan’s jacket.

I shudder and he stops walking, looking down at me with his dark eyes he frowns and continues walking.

I could try and fight him, although I am not sure how w

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