Chapter One Hundred and Thirty-Four

Dimitri

We drove back to the safehouse in silence. Alexei sat in the vehicle behind us. Separated by metal and glass. 

"Do you think he will ever forgive me?" I asked Irina quietly.

She looked at Nikolai sleeping in her arms.

"I do not know," she said honestly. "But he stayed. That means something."

"Does it?" I asked. "Or does he just want to kill Lucia as much as I do?"

"Maybe both," Irina replied. "Maybe that is enough for now."

I looked out the window at the passing city.

My city.

The empire I had built with Alexei.

"I chose you," I said suddenly....