15 - Mine

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Italics mean they're talking in Russian!

I stared widely at the old large man who stand before us

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I stared widely at the old large man who stand before us.

He looked like he was in his mid-fifties and his hair and beard were between gray and brown.

"Why are you here?" Ivan growled while his father only rolled his eyes.

"Business," the old man replied before shifting his eyes towards me.

"Who's this?"

"Mine," Ivan bellowed making his father's brow arch.

A wide smile appeared on Ivan's father's face as he then took slow steps toward us.

"Gleb," the old man barked staring straight at me.

"Huh?" I replied.

"Is he slow?" What is this old man saying?!

"Father,"

"That is my name, Gleb," Mr. Mikhailov stated.

Oh.

To be honest Ivan's father is very intimidating. He's just so large and scary looking especially with the tattoos covering his body.

"Nice to meet you, Sir, I'm Dr. Blake," Mr. Mikhailov's face immediately scutched up at the sound of honorifics.

"Gleb is fine," he declared.

I watched as my father stare at Oliver closely trying to read him

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I watched as my father stare at Oliver closely trying to read him.

I know my father hated the idea of having a weakness but he'd know better than anyone that there'll always be someone to catch an eye of bratva man.

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