hapter 22 Istep closer to her . Her bodyguards tense , but I dont give a shit . Im a way faster draw than either of them . If you harassed her in any way- Oh , luarass is such an ugly word . Petra scoffs theatrically . Whats a little girl talk between friends ? Shes not your friend . And shes not your anything . Petra retorts , her tone suddenly sharp . So whats she doing here ? I grit my teeth . I dont have to justify myself to you . Tough shit , she hisses , taking a step forward . Despite her doll size , shes managed to get herself all up in my face , and I dont like that one bit. Because I own your army , Matvey . So yes , actually , you do owe me some sort of- Lets get Listen- No. one thing straight here , I snarl , too far gone for games . You dont own shit ; your father does . you listen . I force her to take a step back , pressing her up against Tweedledee or Tweedledum , I dont fucking care which . I can get my lance anywhere . There isnt a single Bratva in New York whod turn down the Groza name , and you know it . And what would that cost you ? she spits , a snake reeling back to bite . No pakhan worth their salt is going to give up their title to you . Maybe not , I concede . But none of them is ever gonna make you vor , either . I watch her swallow that hard truth . Let her remember where she stands . Is this your words worth ? she murmurs with venom . A bastard child and a common whore ? My word , I growl , Is my bond . So Ill honor my end of the deal . She exhales . Good- -unless you give me a reason not to . I can see her lip quivering . Her face is a mask of fury , barely contained . Petra Solovyova was always too small for the storm raging inside her . I can respect that . Hell , I can even admire that . But I wont tolerate her slights toward me or mine . And make no mistake : April Flowers is mine now . Chapter So is the child growing inside her . Whats that look like , then ? Petra asks in a bitter whisper . There it is : surrender . Disrespecting my child , for one . And the mother , too ? And the mother , too . I raise my arm just enough to let my jacket lift over my gun . And Im sure I dont need to tell you what harming either of them would mean , do I ? For a long moment . Petras silent . She takes the hit with her usual grace blinking away her frustrated tears like they were never there . Recomposing herself . her mask , one cracked piece at a time . And then , finally , there she is again . Cold and smooth as ice . Well , then , she says with a forced smile . sleep easy . I wont get in the way of my own dreams . Thad a feeling youd say that . Petra hums , walking up to fix my te . A peace offering or a hidden knife . Give your little flower my regards . After all , were going to be family soon . As long as she behaves , I wont touch a petal on her pretty little head . And if she doesnt ? Then there wont be a stem left to find . Im about to yank her wrist right off when she lets go herself , chuckling amiably . Relax , Marvey . Im just pulling your leg . I agreed , remember ? No disrespect . She starts to walk around me , dragging her manicured nails lightly along my sleeve as she passes . Just a little condition of my own . After all , were partners . Right ? I dont enjoy being threatened , Petra . Threatened ? What threat ? she asks innocently , blinking up at me from afar . For goodnesss sake . youre Matvey Groza . Surely you can keep your house in order She starts sashaying away with her bodyguards in tow . I debate pulling out my gun and dropping a body right here , right now , in the middle of the street . Teach Petra Solovyova what it means to truly cross me . But , before I can make up my mind , she calls over her shoulder , Oh , by the way . I talked to my father . For the sake of his little girl , hell allow this farce to continue . She throws a smile from behind her shoulder , all teeth . But you should probably talk to him soon , too . Vladimir Solovyov isnt a patient man , after all . Vladimir Solovyov is a has been , I want to spit in her face . Hes a septuagenarian with a dying Bratva and no heir to take over . Hell be patient if he knows whats good for him . 21 : 4 The Death Chapter 22 Before I can indulge the urge , Yuri appears at my side . wing us a kiss and climbing into v Dasvidaniya ! Petra waves , limo , her twin hounds in tow . Iitch to grab my gun . But Yuri places his hand firmly on my shoulder and whispers , Dont . We need her . I shake him off , cursing up a storm . Fucking insufferable . She can be , yeah . Td rather marry her goddamn father . I dont think youd look that good in a white dress . 1 glare at Yuri . Is there a reason youre here , or did you just want to finish what Petra started ? A Discover our latest featured short drama reel. Watch now and enjoy the story!