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“She opened two separate accounts, Konstantin,” I tell her. “That’s what Anatoly told us. She’s siphoning money intotwodifferent accounts.”
Konstantin holds out his hands to slow me down. “Okay, hold on, let’s not get carried away. We have no proof that she had any idea that her ex was working with Petyr.”
“She applied for a job atmycompany,sobrat!” I growl. “AsmyP.A.. She found me in a random fucking restaurant in the middle of the city. These can’t all be coincidences!”
“Misha—”
He keeps talking, but I’m done listening. All I can see is the image of their interlocked hands when I walked into that room. It didn’t look like the dynamic of an estranged couple.
Why the fuck didn’t I see this before?
Because you were busy feeling things, I hiss at myself.You let yourself be blinded by a pretty face. Enough that you married it.
I’m almost at her door when Konstantin grabs my arm and pulls me to a stop. “Stop, man. Just take a moment.”
“To do what?”
“To give her the benefit of the doubt. She’s pregnant with your children!”
“If they’re even mine.”
Konstantin’s eyes go wide with shock. “Of course they’re yours.”
I shake my head. “If she’s been planning this with Anthony, then she could have been pregnant before we met. The pregnancy was the deciding factor in me marrying her in the first place. It’s the whole reason I moved her into my house and put that fucking ring on her finger.”
Konstantin lowers his chin, his expression serious. “That’s not why you put a ring on her finger, Misha.”
I glare at my cousin until he looks away. “Petyr knows enough about my family to know what I would do if I knocked up a woman.”
“Petyr tried to kill Paige twice now,” Konstantin says. “And those are only the times we know of. Why would he try to hurt a rat he planted by your side? Why would he take out an operative who was doing her job properly?”
I don’t fucking know, and I hate that I don’t know. “He was probably trying to throw me off,” I speculate. “We don’t know what his ulterior motives are. And right now, I don’t give a shit.”
I shake Konstantin off and smash through the door to Paige’s room. She’s sitting on her bed, chewing on the chain of her necklace absentmindedly. The force of my entry makes her gasp.
“Misha…?” she says tentatively when she sees the murderous look on my face.
My eyes jerk away from hers when I realize how deep my desire is to turn a blind eye to all of this. To pretend like I haven’t been warned. To ignore the instincts roaring at me that I’ve been fucking duped.
I have to admit, her poker face really is stellar. Paige is looking at me with open-hearted concern. She looks innocent and startled.
But most devastatingly, she looks like my wife.
That’s the biggest problem of all.
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Something is wrong.
Misha won’t look at me, but his body is tense. He’s ready for a fight, and I keep looking around for the enemy but finding nothing.
He walks over to the window and wrenches the curtains closed as though he’s paranoid someone might be watching.
“Misha, what’s going on?”
“I must compliment you,” he says flatly. It’s a tone that reminds me of the old days. When we first reunited, and he behaved like an emotionless robot.
