“Demyan,” I snap back. “Stop pushing this. Marriage doesn’t always have to be a disaster. That only happens when you marry for the wrong reason.”
“Love,” I snap. “You decided to chase a foolish fairytale. To play make-believe.”
“Yes, you did,” I interrupt. “You thought you could have it all. Be the family man and the Bratva man. But you can’t be both. That’s why I’m not trying to be.”
“So you’re smarter than me, is that what you’re saying?”
I smirk. “I mean, I don’t think I need to say it at this point.”
He laughs and shakes his head. “Christ, you’re an asshole. I’m just being the voice of reason here.”
“I don’t have any illusions about my purpose. Nor hers. She’s not meant to be my loving wife or steadfast partner. She’s here because I need to put an end to a problem. Once that prob
