“Wonderful,” she said with a predatory smile on her lips.
The video was put on the giant screen.
“Wait,” I said before they could play the video. “I think I’ve had a change of heart.”
“What do you mean?” Dmitri asked from across the room.
“I mean, I don’t think I can tolerate human traffickers in my city. A man needs to have principles, you know.”
“What nonsense?!”
“You’re being loud, Mr. Triev,” Katya’s warning voice. I suggest you keep quiet and pay attention. “Are you done, my dear?”
“No. I was saying that I no longer want this truce. I don’t want Triev trash on my turf, in my city.” As I was talking, the video started, the video of Katya torturing Maxim.
It took a moment for Dmitri to get it, but when he did, he shot up from his seat, and Katya saw it fit to pull the cover off the jar at exactly that moment.
Inside it was Maxim’s head.
“What—” Dmitri started but would never finish because there was a bullet between his eyes, and a gun in my hand.
On cue, my men flooded into the room, taking out everybody on the Triev’s side of the meeting room.
I stood close to Katya in the chaos, listening to our enemies die.
She leaned close to me, wrapping her arms around my neck.
“I love you, Kitten, so fucking much,” I confessed. Putting my arms around her waist to hold her tighter.
Katya chuckled. “I love you, Alessandro Sorvino. Who could believe it? Who would have thought you had been telling the truth when you said you were a master seducer…” her lips hovered so close to mine.
“I told you that wasn’t a lie.” I leaned down and claimed her mouth.
*****
THE END