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Then he raises his broad shoulders in a lazy shrug that seems to be directed more at something his brother said than at us, and turns back to the table. Picking up his knife and fork, he continues eating as if nothing has happened.
“I am going to fucking kill him,” Mikhail growls, in English this time.
“Please just let it be,” I argue. “This is what he wanted. He did it just to get a reaction from you.”
“Exactly,” Anton interjects. “Which is why we can’t let him get away with it. He will just keep coming at you if we do.”
“No, he only did it because he was given a random opportunity,” I lie. “I was here early and so was he. It was just an improvised reaction to a spontaneous opportunity.”
But even as the words leave my mouth, I know that every single one is a lie. There is nothing improvised or spontaneous about Kaden Hunter. Everything he does, he does for a reason.
“It doesn’t—” Mikhail begins.
“Isabella,” Rico suddenly calls across the cafeteria.
We all turn to stare at him and the athletic brown-haired girl standing frozen on the floor halfway across the room. It’s the same girl that Rico targeted when Kaden came to humiliate me in the sparring room. I frown as I watch her approach their table.
Since most of the cafeteria missed the show that Kaden gave them earlier, they watch eagerly now to see if Rico is going to do something interesting to that girl Isabella.
Disappointed sighs sound from several tables when nothing happens. She just sits down to eat with them as if they’re friends.
“That,” Mikhail suddenly says. “That is how we’ll take revenge.”
“What?” Anton asks.
Then we all follow his gaze, which is now locked on Isabella.
Dread curls inside my stomach.
God damn it.
This is not going to end well.
6
KADEN
Anticipation crackles through my body like an electric current. I can practically feel it shooting through my body with every step I take towards the Petrovs’ house. It has been a long time since I felt this excited about anything. But ever since I met Alina, I have suddenly gotten a lot of things to be excited about.
After my little game in the cafeteria today, Mikhail and his weak brother and idiot cousins decided to take revenge. Namely by attacking Isabella.
Given how Rico feels about her, that naturally turned out to be a massive fucking mistake.
But one good thing came out of it.
Leverage.
Since Rico loves to execute brutal power plays just as much as the rest of us, he managed to get that stubborn bastard Mikhail to grovel.
And I filmed it all.
With an uncharacteristically broad grin on my face, I slide my phone out of my pocket and pull up the video again while I continue towards the Petrov residence. Smug victory swirls inside me as I watch it over and over again.
But it’s not only for my personal enjoyment. I have a mission to accomplish tonight. Two, actually.
As I reach the Petrovs’ front door, I keep the phone in my hand and ring the doorbell.
The moment someone begins pushing down the handle, I hit play and hold up the screen so that it’s facing the door.
