With that said, she marches out of the room, head held tall, bristling with a dramatic flair I didn’t even know she possessed.
Nikita watches her go with her hands crossed over her chest. She leans against the doorway, turning back to me with the same infuriating smile. “My goodness. Someone is in trooouble.”
“You’re the one who advised me to be careful,” I snarl. “You warned me that Paige might have an ulterior motive.”
She shrugs. “That was before I got to know her. She’s sweet.”
“So is poison. But sweet doesn’t get you far when you’re also a f*****g liar. She betrayed all of us for Petyr Ivanov. Does that strike you as ‘sweet,’ Niki? Does that come across as trustworthy.”
That gets her attention. “You’re serious.”
“I wouldn’t joke about this.”
Niki watches me for a moment and sig
