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Fyodor's deep orbs scanned the youthful face of the boy slowly stealing his little girl's heart. The words that Chaser spoke did not fall on deaf ears, but it was easy to claim to want someone's happiness while not truly wanting as such. Fyodor would protect each of his daughter's with his life...

The boy was so stiff, he seemed eager to follow the lead of his daughter and was a polite enough listener. The large gentleman grabbed the spoon nearest his plate and begun eating after he'd asked his question, ignoring the daggers Mini shot him with her amber eyes. The boy stumbled, fumbled and...

Fyodor watched the boy interact with his daughter, stern gaze following as he did not pull out Mini's chair, so instead with long legs he pushed it out gently. At the question of his former career he shifted, not often the kind to brag about his heavy weight times. "That was Lon who." He spoke...

Fyodor knee in the moment the boy looked at his daughter that he had at least accomplished some fear. Which again reassured Fyo that his daughter would not get hurt. The man released the boy with ease and gave a half smirk that only achaser could catch. Following behind the two he ignored his...

Fyodor's face turned from smile to stiff expression when his daughter tried to imply he felt excitement at meeting the bushy haired welp before him. Excitement wasn't the word. The man looked over her so called boyfriend, whose voice was weak as he greeted him. He was scared, it was obvious...

A headache. That was what Fyodor felt the arguement between he and his wife had been. It shouldn't have been a fight in the first place, Fyo knew better than to try and convince her to stay and meet the boy Aminia claimed to be in love with. The man sat in his office, staring at paperwork...

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[font=timesnewroman]How long had Aminia been seeing this boy before she felt she could be open and honest with him. It was obvious to anyone in the Macksimov household that Mini and Fyodor had a stronger bond then he did with the others, who bonded close to their mother. It wasn't as if it was...

[font=timesnewroman]Fyodor knew this day would come. He sat at his desk reading the post that had just come in, glad for his wife to be out of the house when his middle child sent this. She was strong willed like he, and he knew that her mind was already made up. Fyodor sighed and begun to write...

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