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straighter, staring over at him. “Go ahead. Address me.”
    Konstantin wasn’t taken aback by the challenge in her tone—it merely spurred him on.
    “How did the two of you meet? I highly doubt you cross paths often.”
    “It was my birthday,” Violet said, glancing down at the plate Maya set on the table in front of her. “My friends and I went to his brother’s club by mistake.”
    “You’ve met Rus then …”
    “Yes.”
    “And he approves?” This, Konstantin asked in Russian, knowing Violet wouldn’t understand what he was saying.
    Kaz shrugged. “Couldn’t have gotten here without him.”
    That much was true, but that didn’t mean Ruslan approved of Violet. He was the kind of person who liked someone simply because Vasily didn’t—he and his brother shared that trait—but as to whether Ruslan actually thought anything of Violet, Kaz had never thought to ask.
    It wasn’t as if he had much chance to do so before he was sitting in a jail cell.
    “Curious,” Konstantin said as his gaze shot back to Violet. “What do you see in Kaz?”
    “A part you’ve never seen.”
    Maya’s surprised laughter cut through the room, and even Kolya cracked a smile though it only lasted a few seconds. Even Konstantin was laughing softly at Violet’s remark as he reached for the food in front of him.
    “Have you always been so selfish?”
    The laughter in the room came to a halt as Viktoria’s question pierced the air. She hadn’t even paused her eating when she asked, cutting into her omelet with a little more force than necessary.
    But while Kaz had thought to entertain this interrogation since he knew Violet could handle her own, he knew it was no longer innocent, not with the way Viktoria had asked that question with too much lilting innocence woven through it.
    He didn’t have time for that shit. “Vik—”
    “I’m just asking,” she was quick to say. “Maybe she actually cares about you, or maybe she’s never had Russian cock, but I would like to know what I’m dealing with. Girls like her don’t give a fuck about what happens to everyone else their drama touches.”
    Kaz’s sharp reply was at the ready, but Konstantin beat him to it, and in a way that Kaz wouldn’t have.
    “Enough.”
    Viktoria’s lips pressed together at the sharp command from her brother, not daring to say anything more—no one ever did.
    No one would have thought Konstantin was ever capable of being serious, not when he found humor in most things, but there was another side to him, the one his father had groomed and sharpened—the one that would make him a formidable boss once he took the reins.
    So when he gave a command, there was no question as to whether it would be heeded.
    “I think we’re done now, no?” Konstantin asked, pushing his seat back and getting to his feet.
    Viktoria frowned down at her plate. “I’m not—”
    Konstantin didn’t give her a chance to finish before he was snatching up her unfinished plate and tossing the food in the trash before setting the plate and utensils in the sink. When he looked at his sister expectantly, she silently climbed to her feet and grabbed her coat without meeting anyone’s eyes.
    “Give me a call when you’re ready to get started,” Konstantin said as he clapped Kaz on the shoulder. Then, without warning, he touched a hand to Violet’s back, just a quick touch that couldn’t be mistaken. “Pleasure seeing you again, Violet.”
    She mumbled something in return but seemed too shocked by the situation to say anything more.
    Without a word to anyone, however, Viktoria was out the door ahead of Konstantin; the sound of a car door slamming was heard before he could even close the front door.
    It was after their departure that Kolya stood, readying to leave as well. He stepped off to the side with Kaz as Maya spoke with Violet one last time.
    “You’ll need to get on this,” Kolya said, never taking his eyes off his wife. “Whether for yourself or for her, you