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She had long, blonde hair. She was shorter than me and dressed horribly. A mere glance told me she didn’t belong here. Given how she stumbled, it was anything but an accident.
She apologized and then touched his shoulder. Giggling, she started a conversation, her eyes glued to the small tattoo underneath his eye. Grinning from ear to ear while sitting on an empty stool next to him, she made me want to snap her neck instantly.
Although he seemed disinterested, he didn’t turn her down. In fact, he entertained her.
How dare she touch someone who didn’t belong to her?
How dare he entertain that snobby bitch?
“Are you stalking that couple?” Her voice and words were innocent. Rhea found it amusing, but it was all it took for me to snap. Blinded by rage, I waited for an opportunity to strike. It wasn’t the first woman I’d had to get rid of to keep him completely off the radar, and it wouldn’t be the last.
From this perspective, they truly looked like a couple. That infuriated me further. If looks could kill, that woman would’ve been dead instantly.
The way she laughed and crossed her legs in a seductive manner was angering me simply because she was drop-dead gorgeous. I wasn’t insecure by any means, and this man was mine and mine only, but the fact that I had to wait to claim him was getting harder and harder.
I had a few seconds to make a decision once the window of opportunity appeared. Without hesitation, I followed the girl into the bathroom, signaling Aleksei’s man to come with me. I told him not to let anyone inside, and he nodded, guarding the door.
The restroom was otherwise empty, and she was in one of the four stalls.
I reapplied my lipstick, fixed my hair, and had my other hand in my pocket on the knife I’d brought with me. My patience ran its course before she walked out. I contemplated whether or not to just break in and attack there, but I decided against that. The stalls were small and gave me no comfortability to play around with her.
She exited the stall and stood next to me, washing her hands.
“Which family are you from?” I asked.
She paused, looked at me in the mirror, and smiled proudly. “Belushi.”
I wheezed.
It was a fallen family that Aleksei had almost entirely annihilated. There was nothing to be proud of about coming from that family. Most of the criminal world hated them and were happy they were no longer in the picture.
She narrowed her eyes at me, almost seeming angry at my mocking.
“Are you laughing at me?”
“I’m laughing because you’re proud to be one of the most hated families that no longer has an ounce of respect.”
“Excuse me?”
I turned to her. “Listen. Usually, I never would’ve looked your way. But you touched something of mine and somehow… I can’t let that slip.”
Her eyebrows knitted together, lips pulled into a thin line. Confusion was written on her face as she tilted her head to the side. “What?”
I sighed, excitement taking over my body. It was liberating, the fun I yearned to have. Given how closely Aleksei had been watching me and how many guards he sent to track my every move, it was almost impossible to slip his eyes. Tonight, it was finally time for me to defy my brother again.
“The man at the bar,” I clarified. “You should’ve kept your paws off him.”
She giggled. “You mean Damien? From the looks of it, he’s single, and it’s none of your business who I hit on.”
I couldn’t help but laugh. He gave her a fake name, which meant he was definitely bored and simply entertaining her to pass time. However, by the looks of it, she thought she had a chance with him.
The condescending tone in her voice made a wire snap in my brain. Slowly, I approached her. She held her head high, trying to assert her non-existent dominance. It was adorable but maddening. She had no sense of danger—or rather, self-preservation.
Her bright eyes looked up at me, trying hard not to look away or flinch once I got in her face. I was five-foot-ten; she was barely five-foot-five. The clear height difference made her gulp, but she wasn’t backing down.
“Let me be clear.” I grinned. “You can’t compete when you don’t compare.”
I didn’t have time to spare on small, irrelevant chats. I whipped out the knife and watched her as realization dawned upon her face. She went from adorable to pathetic within minutes. Excellent. I took another step forward, and she whimpered, trying to look for a way out of this situation.
