“You will have children only from me, Ognёk—and from no one else,” he rasped, looking at the sleeping girl lying in front of me on the medical table.
“I don’t care what my ex-wife is planning, and her fourth husband.”
He devoured the girl with an obsessed gaze, understanding that I wouldn’t back down. He would take her. He would conquer her. He would win her.
“You’re mine, Ognёk—only mine! And I’ll start right now!”