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She's my captive.
My prisoner.
I will make her talk.
The bratva put a gun in my hand at age thirteen. Gave me freedom, a sense of belonging, and the family I never had.
There's no way I'm going to let this slip of a woman harm my boss.
No matter how beautiful she is.
How beguiling.
How painfully fragile.
Hurting a woman, however, is not possible.
So I'll find other ways to torture her. Other, far more pleasing ways.
And in the end, my little prisoner will reveal all her secrets.
In the end: she will be mine.
