I blanche as the blood in my veins turns to ice. No, no, no, no…
“What’s the point of killing him?” I rasp.
“He just annoyed me,” she snaps. “The way he looked at you, like you were something special… it was irritating.”
“Do you really expect to be the center of every man’s world?”
“I didn’t care about Chris, runty little man child that he was. I just wanted to make a point.”
“You really think you can threaten me into staying away from Anton?”
She smiles. “I told Chris you didn’t care enough about him to leave Anton. It’s why I upped the dosage before I injected him. It was a mercy killing.”
“You’re a raging psychopath.”
She shrugs. “By the end of the night, I’m going to be the most powerful woman in this city. Shame you won’t be alive to see it.”
“You’ll never succeed, Marina. He won’t let you.”
“He’ll live long enough to see me get everything I’ve ever wanted,” she says. “He’ll live long enough to see me take back my own Bratva and then take his for good measure. And then, he’ll have to die knowing that he could have been by my side—but he chose you instead.”
She leans in and gives me a sweet smile.
“I wonder if he’ll think you were worth it.”