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He pulled me to my feet, my knees weak but steady.

“I love your vote of confidence.”

He grinned and walked me into the closet.

I shrieked, spun around, crossed my arms over my chest, and bolted around the wall, pinning my shoulders to the cool yellow surface.

Oh my god. He heard us… he had to have.

Yuri sat in his chair in the back of my closet with a stoic expression.

“Kak vam ponravilsya spektakl?”

“Da,”Yuri said.

“What did you tell him,” I asked Sacha as he exited the closet with a new shirt in hand. I took it from him and slipped it over, grateful for the covering.

“I asked if he liked the show.”

“You’re a deviant. I swear it.”

“You’ve called me worse.” He grabbed me by the nape of my neck, pressed a hard kiss to my lips, and then walked away. “Enjoy dress shopping.”

I followed him with my gaze as he exited my room. When he shut the door, I tipped my head back against the wall, sighed, and bit my bottom lip.

I was done for.

The bedroom door opened, and the ladies filed back inside, their cheeks bright pink, their gazes cast down.

Great.

I peeked around the corner and spotted Yuri, who glanced up from his phone, a sly smirk on his lips.

Gross.

I sucked in a deep breath, peeled myself away from the wall, and then walked into the bedroom.

“Hello, ladies.”

Chapter 52

Sacha

Knock,knock.

I closed my laptop lid, hiding the footage Vlad sent over, four days too late, of Catherine terrorizing Mia, planting the cocaine in her vanity, and snatching the kitten who slept on the bed.

Why the cat?

“Come in.”

Dmitri opened the door, stepped inside, and shut the door behind him. “I have something for you.”

I straightened in my seat as he walked toward my desk with a flash drive.

“What’s this?”

“All of the information I could find.”