The media will want to sink their teeth into this story like the vultures they are. It’s premium tabloid fodder, and they’ve never passed up a chance to come after me. It took everything I had to keep them away from Elena.
My company is no longer mine. That means my days are wide open now. I’m rich enough for a hundred lifetimes even if I never earned another penny, but the thought of so much uncertainty is strange for me, a man who’s had everything meticulously planned since the day he was born.
As for the Bratva, that remains to be seen. They’ve always gone hand in hand, the business and the Bratva, so the thought of one existing outside of my control while the other persists is baffling. I haven’t quite decided how to approach it.
I don’t reach any decisions, though, before my broodi
