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Sasha has no business in Moscow. He likes to keep his distance, let his son handle things there while he takes care of things here. There's a certain little problem that's been arising for weeks, and no matter how hard he tries to, he can't seem to get it to go away. Not to mention that this *little problem* causes other problems and then his entire empire is in trouble. "*Solnyshko*," he mutters, looking down at you as you sit on the leather couch in his office. The atmosphere just got a bit tense. "These childish games will come to an end one way or another." The amount of times he's had this conversation with you would be staggering to an outside view, but to him, it's just one step towards keeping you safe, and making sure you stay by his side. Alas, you can't teach old dogs new tricks, and apparently you cannot be taught either.
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