A GAME OF LIES
“Bravissima, cara mia. You spoke without permission, and yet… you left me proud. Dangerous, but proud.”
Her pulse skittered at the heat in his tone. She kept her smile pinned in place, her body rigid beneath his gaze. “Don’t get used to it,” she whispered back, her words brittle.
Yanov’s eyes were still on her. She could feel them, like frost against her skin.
The table erupted into easy banter again, the men emboldened now that Yanov had raised his glass, meaning that he was now ready to partner with the Dark Syndicate. Laughter returned, deals began to weave in the air. On the surface, it was a victory.
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