Page 78 of Cookie: Part One
“She’s talking about ze American girl…”
“Vasn’t she sitting on Pakhan’s lap?”
“Oh my, does zhat mean Pakhan, too?
“I am disgusted!”
“She needs to leave!”
“Zhis is an abomination!”
“Good God! And Dimitri… he’s loved Nadya since zhey vere kids… to betray her so easily for an American girl…”
“Slut.”
“No shame.”
“And poor Helena! For Alik to be svayed like zhis?!
“Maybe she’s a succubus!”
“Or she cast a spell over zhem!”
“She came here to…”
What the hell? Listening to them feels like I’ve stepped into a bad R-rated romantasy that I’m unaware of.
But more than that. Oooooweee… this girl is good.She did her fucking homework and aced the course with flying colors. If there was anyone who wasn’t already looking at me funny, they are for fucking sure are side eyeing the fuck out of me now.
But when I feel a grip on my leg, I turn to see Misha curling his lip in disgust. I glance over to Nadya, Dimitri, and Pyper… they arenothaving a good time. They all look way more pissed thanI do, I glance over to Alik and see he’s grinding his teeth, but for the life of me…I could not give two fucks.
I’m out this bitch in a few days but still… these are my people, and I cannothave them looking bad because of me. What she’s displayed is a Taraji P clap worthy masterclass in villainy. She’s cornered mewithout exposing any ofthem.Kepttheirsecrets safe and still mademethe problem. I’ve been checkmated, I can appreciate that.
The room is in an uproar. I can feel Misha’s legs tense up as if he’s about to stand. Suddenly, Nadya and Dimitri lean forward as if they will follow him, but I don’t need it…I can handle my own lightwork…
When I pick up my drink at the table and raise my glass, ignoring the way my palms are slick with sweat, I stand with a smile and the entire room hushes.My knees are jelly under the tablecloth, but I’ll be damned if I let anyone see me shake.
“Well,” I say, loud enough for the room to hear. “I figured if I’m going be the subject of every conversation, I might as well give you all something to talk about.” I swirl the champagne once slowly, letting the bubbles rise. “I knew walking in on Misha’s arm would cause a scene,” I say, my smile polite enough to slice frozen butter. “But … I have to admit, I didn’t expectthisscene. Veronica, you really outdid yourself.” I set the glass down, and a ripple of words run through the crowd.
“Hov can you not expect such a scene vhen you valk in vit my husband?! Zhis is but a taste of vhat I’m villing to do for myfamily… and myfriends. ForMisha.” She smiles wickedly and I smile back, holding back a scoff, especially when Misha tenses hearing her call him by his nickname. They all go to stand once again, but I hold up a hand. They snap their gazes to me, but I’m too busy looking at her.
“I see… and what an amazing job you’ve done there. However, let me clear something up.”
I tilt my head, still smiling. “Whatever stories you’ve fabricated from snapshots and false narratives… they’re cute, but they’re not the truth. In the library, I was talking to Nadya about her engagement, and she was nervous. Girls sit on each other’s laps all the time.” I roll my eyes at the lies… homegirl had her face buried in my pussy earlier in the day, but digress…
“Oh, zhat makes sense…”
“I can believe zhat…”
“Zhat’s much more credible,”the crowd murmurs.
“And Dimitri was the same. As you all know, you will never meet in man more in love with Nadya. I’d just seen him in the hall having a moment of anxiousness, considering he’s marrying into such an influential family…I simply offered him a shoulder to cry on.”Fabrications… I sucked the soul out the nigga dick in the hall…
“Dimitri is such a good boy!”
“He vould never hurt Nadya!”
“I have never seen a more fitting and in love couple.”
