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Kat nods and nudges me forward. She leans close, her breath hot against my ear as we walk. “Your girl has quite an eye, Nico. She’s a natural. Dangerous. And hot as fuck. Be good to her, because if you’re not, someone else will be.”
“Is that a threat?”
Kat shrugs. “Maybe. I’ve dabbled a little in that area. And I don’t think she’d need much convincing. She seems open.” Another long-lashed wink.
I won’t lie. Even with the threat of death looming over me, my cock still manages to twitch at the thought of Kat and Shaye in a scissoring position, naked, sweaty, moaning… Christ, that’s a fucking fantasy and a half. I swallow a groan and try to eradicate the image from my mind, saving it to the highlight reel for future reference.
And trust me, I will be returning to it as soon as I make this pitch.
Kat walks ahead of me, swinging her hips in skintight jeans. Her long hair bounces as she struts in what have to be five-inch heels. Looking at her, you’d never think she could pull your asshole through your mouth if you so much as looked at her the wrong way.
It’s her gift, one which the enemy is always too stupid to realize they are receiving. And too late to figure out it’s one that can’t be returned.
Viktor is sitting at a table just beyond the red door, blowing thin streams of smoke into the air. He runs a hand through his greasy blond hair, his blue eyes crinkling at the corners when he sees me.
“Nico,” he mumbles in his thick Russian accent. “It’s about fucking time. I aged ten years just waiting for you today.”
I grin and sink into a chair across from him. “I was enjoying the show outside. Most guys don’t have a female number two. I can see why you’re the exception.”
Viktor nods at Katarina, who is scrolling through her phone. “Alexi?”
“??.” She responds without looking up.
“She’s the only one who can keep him in line.” Viktor grins. “She’s my secret weapon.”
“So death threats don’t scare him? Only Kat does?”
“What’s the difference?” Viktor asks, a hearty laugh shaking his shoulders. He stands and walks over to a table in the corner, pulls out a bottle of vodka, and fills six shot glasses.
“I only cause pain when necessary.” Kat deadpans, finally raising her eyes from the phone.
I smirk. “That’s not the story I heard from my friend Rocco.”
Kat shrugs. “I didn’t like the way he was talking to our girl.”
“Oh, so now she’s ours?”
“Until I graduate her, yes. She’s still part mine.” Kat leans in close. “Unless you want to make sure she knows she’s yours. If you don’t, someone else might.”
“You seem pretty focused on this whole making her mine thing. I think she knows my intentions with her.”
“Maybe. Maybe not. Maybe you need to be more clear.”
I narrow my eyes at Katarina’s cocked eyebrow. I don’t like where this is going at all. I’m not an idiot. Girls talk. They bond. They connect. But that’s why I chose Kat. She’s not an ordinary girl. She doesn’t connect; she slaughters.
Viktor returns to the table with three shots. “In preparation for your news, Nico.”
My mind is still reeling from Kat’s comments. Innocent enough, but they indicate a much deeper meaning, one which is clearly escaping me since I thought I’d made it pretty fucking clear that I want to spend the rest of my life with Shaye. At this point, I don’t know how long that will actually be, but—
Dammit! I need to focus right now!
“Ypa,” Viktor mumbles, holding up a glass. “Let’s toast now before we get into details.”
“Ypa,” Kat and I say in unison. We all toss back the shots of Beluga and slam the glasses on the table.
“You like?” Viktor asks. “I spare no expense for friends.”
I smile. “And I only bring the best business opportunities to my friends.”
