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She stops at the sight of me pulling my blade out of my knife garter.

I twirl the weapon between my fingers. “Go on. Don’t stop on my account.” She eyes the knife. “This old thing?” I ask nonchalantly. “Don’t worry,honey. I just have this... twitch, and it helps me concentrate. You were saying?” I walk closer to her. “My husband is what?”

She drops the facade, and her eyes dart from side to side.

“Help me! Help—”

I press my knife to her throat.

She backs up, but I follow her until she’s against the edge of the balcony. “What do you think you’re doing!?”

“You think I can’t make this look like an accident?”

“Make what?”

“This,” I say through gritted teeth as I shove her and dangle her off the edge.

She lets out a high-pitched scream and attempts to fight me off. “You’re deranged!”

“I’ve been called worse.” I shrug, the corners of my mouth tipping downward as I pull her back up.

“Who do you think you—” Her scream slices the air as I kick her legs out from under her and let her fall to the floor.

Leaning over her, I snatch her up by her blonde hair, feeling the tracks of her extensions beneath my fingers. I pull her tear- and mascara-streaked face to mine.

“I am the last person you want to cross, Sophia.” Using all my strength, I yank her back up and over the edge. “Do not test me. I don’t need a reason to make you disappear. Your existence is of no consequence to me.”

She cries out as she digs her nails into my wrists. “Let go of me!”

“We’re just getting started.”

“Anya.”

Nico’s cool voice travels from behind me, and I freeze.

Busted.

I turn to my husband.Oh yeah, I’m in trouble all right.

I roll my eyes at the sight of him, his arms crossed like he owns the fucking place.

“Yes, dear?” I grit my teeth while the woman struggles in my grip.

It only makes me pin her down harder.

“What are you doing?” he asks, dipping his head to the woman dangling halfway off the edge.

What does it look like I’m doing?

I blow a stray hair out of my face. “Just... hanging out.”

“Nico! Thank God you’re here,” Sophia cries as I hold her in place.

Despite having a significant height on me, she has the strength of uncooked pasta.

Sighing, Nico rubs his palm over his face. “Put the girl down, amore.”

I flinch just to fuck with her as she wails. A laugh erupts from my chest before I can stop it.

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