Aria POVSergei gave an easy shrug as he leaned against the kitchen counter, twirling his car keys around one finger.“It’s basically all my brothers ever talk about,” he said lazily.“Weapons, territory, fights, money and enemies. That’s daily life around here.” His lips curved slightly.“Well, except for Tristan, his main hobby these days is sulking.”A laugh escaped me before I could stop it and for a second, Sergei simply stared at me, almost like he was trying to understand how someone like me could still laugh after everything that had happened then he pushed away from the counter.“Go wait outside in the driveway,” he said. “I’m grabbing a couple more guns, then we’ll leave.”I blinked after him in disbelief because he already had a holster strapped beneath his fitted black shirt. I’d noticed the outline of a knife earlier too, pressed against his ribs when he’d stretched.Apparently that wasn’t enough but I didn’t comment though. I was learning quickly that questioning the bro
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