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These people are vultures. I know their type, I've dealt with their type. The type of people that tear you down from flesh to bone. People with critical eyes and big noses from which they look down on people. Stuck up rich people. I have the strong urge to shoot everyone in the room. As his doting wife to be I have my arm snaked around his showing our engagement rings for the camera.

I have the fakest smile on my face.

Roman leans towards me. I feel his hot breath fanning against my neck. "Ne khodi v les yesli boish'sya volkov." He whispers into my ear.

What does that mean? Why is he speaking Russian to me when I don't even understand it? It sounds good though, him speaking Russian sounds really good. Curiosity fills me, I want to hear more of Roman speaking Russian.

I tilt my head slightly so I'm facing his neck. Aware of the cameras and the crowd watching, I place a kiss near his earlobe. I feel his throat rumble, more like a growl sound. Maybe I'm just imagining it.

"What does
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