47. A fight

Maxim Vasiliev

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As Mikhail dragged a screaming Brielle away, I collapsed on my chair, my jaw clenched.

Did I take it too far? Did she really mean it when she said she hated me? Fuck, what have I done?

I didn’t know how long I sat there, staring into space but after a while, Mikhail came back downstairs with a glare directed at me.

“You’re not that heartless, Maxim,” was the first thing he said when he sat on the chair adjacent to mine. “It’s one thing to get rid of Caleb, which I don’t agree with by the way, but having sex with Debbie in the same room as Brielle? What the fuck is wrong with you?”

My jaw tightened. “Stay out of this, Mikhail.”

“No, I’m not going to stay out of it. She gave you her body, knowing fully well she was only getting half of what she wanted, but you still have to punish her.”

“Oh and since you know her so well, what does she want?”

“You, Maxim. Don’t be stupid.”

I took a deep breath and looked away from him. I did not want anything that would end up in both