“I’m sure it was an honest mistake on their part. You have so many women coming and going; who could even keep count?”
“Would it be better if I just had one woman that I beat into submission?” I fire back.
The words land exactly like I hoped they would.
Rage ripples across his face and his lips twist into a hideous sneer. Any calm he possessed when he showed up here is long gone. “Your mother knew what she was getting into with me. I never made her any promises I couldn’t keep. I gave her a life and children and she brought her wealth and status with her. She made the Bratva stronger.”
“She made the Bratva stronger while you broke her apart, one slap at a time,” I growl. “That’s a fair trade?”
“She also raised you and your sister to be soft. You think that what you want should be more
