The Rich Kid: I'll Make You Mine

“Arseniy—my son?” His voice sounds cold; it cuts right through me. I lower my gaze. There’s no point lying. Averin already knows everything.

“Only don’t take him away, Stas. His eyes burn with anger.”

“Imagine what will happen if my father finds out about your plans?” I ask with foolish hope.

“I will destroy anyone who stands in my way, Belinskaya. And you too.”

Terrifying—this major’s threat. Although what major is he now?

“You’ll destroy the mother of your son?” He says nothing. He agrees.

“So war?”

“War, she-fox. I’ll take my son away from you.”