“i am not having bad lady problems.” a frown appeared immediately at the other’s words, not in the mood for the street rats little games. not when anya was concerned. “of course i couldn’t expect you to understand, comrade.”
INSTANTLY a brow arches, a humorless snicker tugging at the corners of his mouth. He had long ago learned not to let the words of others affect him, yet a fire still brew in his heart. Dmitry was not foolish enough to believe ‘ comrade’ made any of the general’s words LIGHT. “&& what do you mean by that COMRADE ??”
