Fearless III by Amarie Avant

Author:Amarie Avant [Avant, Amarie]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2019-12-30T16:00:00+00:00

Every other second, I pull the tie away from my Adam’s apple. Bright lights click rapidly to my right and to my left candles glow. Danushka sits across from me as we have a window seat at Urban Kashtan.

“These are good times, brat.” She reaches across the table to grab my hand.

To keep away from her touch, I grab the bowl of borscht. I press it to my lips to drink some of the broth.

She murmurs, “One day, when you and Grigor are on better terms, we will all come here.”

“He’s an outsider, right?” I glare as she puts the bowl down.

“Nyet,” Danushka’s eyes twinkle. “Hey, I need you to keep smiling. You’re out on the town with—”

“My sister.” As much as I hate to give her the title, it’s a reminder for her crazy ass.

“Dah. And you have a crowd of reporters and paparazzi outside. They’re in love with you too. They want to hear how you’ll put down that little bitch, Rhy, is it?”

“Dah,” I mumble.

Danushka turns toward the window. The bright lights flash harder, hypnotizing her. She offers a pageant wave. The bitch turns her hand into a fist, symbolizing the fight that I’m consigned to with Rhy. He’s blasted on social media that I need to be ‘prepared,’ and a bunch of other words that he assumes was ominous. His little cunt is all wide open. It’s a shame that he’s made MMA all about his mouth and not backed it up. I’ll keep quiet, sign a contract that works for me too, and then put his ass to bed. I’m too old for shit-talking. I’m at a time in my life where I’m ready to pounce.

Add Rhy as a submission.

Squeeze Danushka’s neck until her fake blue eyes pop.

Beat Grigor to death with my hands.

Check. Check. Check.

“Karo, Karo, will you fight Rhy?” one of the reporters starts into the entrance of the restaurant.

A tiny babushka that is seated at the door wags her gnarly finger. Her voice sounds like dust as she threatens, “This is my place! Get!”

I’m up from my seat. Danushka begins to move out of her chair, but I gesture for her to sit back down. The skirt she’s wearing is too fucking short, and I’m not ready for all of my food to come back up.

“Respect this establishment,” I tell the guy. “You want a soundbite, give me a card.”

He offers me a business card before heading back outside.

I turn toward the babushka that I’ve never had. She’s always welcomed me into her restaurant. My palms glide along her warm skin, and I press my lips to the creases at her forehead. Damn, I wish I had a grandma for Natasha. “I’m truly sorry.”

“Nyet,” she waves my apology away. In Russian, she says, “You are a good boy, Mr. Resnov. You’ve helped keep my doors open, found more customers.”

I kiss her forehead again, then notice behind her down the hallway.

It’s the ugliest motherfucker I’ve ever seen in my life. After connecting gazes with me, Simeon starts into the men’s bathroom of the Urban Kashtan.

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