Konstantin doesn’t match my energy. He just smirks and shrugs, breezy as ever. “You have a natural talent for being an asshole, but I’m not sure even you can change that girl’s mind.”
He snorts derisively. “Paige has worn her dead best friend’s necklace for almost two decades without ever taking it off. She put up with her scumbag ex despite everything he did to her. The woman is loyal and fueled by the blindest faith known to man. She ain’t breakin’, my man.”
I stroke the edge of my desk. “Oh ye of little faith.”
Konstantin smiles and leans forward. “Misha, you’re my cousin, my don, and my best friend. I’ve known you my entire life, and I’ve loved and respected you for the entirety of it. But if it comes down to betting on you or Paige… brother, I’m betting the house on her.”
“Never,
