Chapter 69 So, The Girl Matters

• Hasan’s POV
• Tatiana’s lips quivered as she tried to hold in whatever pathetic emotion was crawling up her throat. The tears wobbling in her eyes made her look small and desperate. It should have annoyed me, but it didn’t. It relieved something savage in me. Her pain settled something deep enough that I breathed easier.
• I made a low sound of disgust and leaned back in my chair. “Redo it,” I said. “All of it. If you’re going to serve me garbage, at least make it look better than you do right now.”