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The urge to strangle her is overwhelming, and I fist my hands at my sides so I don’t give in to the need to force her into submission.
Abigail lifts her chin in defiance as she meets my eyes, and at this moment, she’s never looked more beautiful.
I fucking worry because you’ve crawled so deep beneath my fucking skin I can’t get you out!
Instead of telling her the truth, I growl, “You’re one of my students. It gives me the right to fucking worry.”
She stares at me for a moment, then her gaze narrows on me as she fucking taunts me, “Yeah, keep lying to yourself.”
Lifting up on her tiptoes, her breath fans over my jaw and ear, then she whispers, “It’s only a matter of time before I’m assassinated. My dying wish is to be with you, so stop lying to us both, be a man, and take what you want.”
I’m about to burst a fucking vein from anger as she pats her hand on my chest before walking toward the stairs.
God, help me before I kill this woman myself.
With rage burning in my veins, I watch her sexy ass sway as she climbs the stairs before I stalk back to my uncle’s office.
He’s already on a video call with Viktor.
I glance at the screen that shows my cousin sitting at his desk as he says, “I’ll be there tomorrow morning to deal with my men.” He tips his chin at me. “Hey, Nikolai.”
“Wish we were talking under better circumstances.” I lock eyes with Viktor. “Cancel the hit on Abigail Sartori.”
My cousin’s eyebrows raise, then he shakes his head as he glances between my uncle and me. “What the fuck do you put in the food at St. Monarch’s? This is the second request in less than a week concerning those women.”
Uncle Carson shrugs and waves a hand through the air. “Fuck if I know.”
Viktor turns his eyes back to me. “Why?”
Why?
I don’t fucking have an answer, so I say, “Call it a favor.”
“That’s not an answer, cousin,” he mutters, an impatient look flashing in his eyes.
Letting out a sigh, I reluctantly admit, “The woman fucking annoys me, but I don’t want her dead. I’m only asking for the hit on her. I don’t give a shit what you do with the rest of the Sartoris.”
Suddenly a wide smile splits over Viktor’s face. “Now I understand.” My cousin stares at me for a while, then nods. “Cancel the hit on Abigail Sartori,” he gives the order to Uncle Carson.
Intense relief washes through my entire body, and I let out a harsh breath. “Thank you, Viktor.”
“Hey, what is family for ifnotto kill your cousin’s love interest,” he says jokingly.
“Love interest, my ass,” I mutter. “If anyone’s going to kill Abigail, it will be me.”
His eyebrows rise again, then he chuckles, “Have fun with that.” Letting out a sigh, he adds, “I’ll be there first thing tomorrow to deal with my enforcers. Make sure they don’t leave St. Monarch’s.”
“Will do,” Uncle Carson replies.
The encrypted video call ends, then my uncle lifts an eyebrow at me. “So you and Abigail?”
I let out a sigh, then mutter, “The girl doesn’t deserve to die because her father is a fucking idiot.”
“Right.”
Talking about the girl. I have a bone to pick with her.
Just as I leave the office, I see Misha coming down the hallway. The man is in a fuck-ton of trouble for stopping the hit on Abigail, but he’ll be okay. Viktor isn’t an unreasonable man.
