The ball celebrating the countess, hosted by Natasha Kim is in full swing. Antonina arrives in white, hinting and cementing her status beside Kristoff Park. Nina meets the rest of the grandchildren— the others running for the position Kristoff is prepared to do anything for. The meeting reaches a peak when Yuna calls Nina a 'paid whore'.
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XXIX
D I R T Y T R I C K
—aka, maybe getting pregnant isn't such a bad idea after all
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INT—A BALLROOM.
PARIS, FRANCE — NIGHT.
SCENE V.
There was no love lost between Yuna and I.
Our history gave us a unique position in each other's lives, changing as the tide went. From forced employer to the woman fucking her brother and— surprise, surprise, he enjoyed me enough to deign me the title of her new sister in law.
I'm sure this was all very new to her, having to share and not getting her way.
But I revelled. Revelled. At the look of absolute disgust, chagrin that burned her motley anger bright, bringing a red flush around her pretty little makeup— her eyes, murderous enough that I could just see the scenes depicting my many demises in them, gutting me like a fish, one of the more brutal ones — and when our eyes met at her proclamation of paid whore! I tried very, very fucking hard not to look gleeful at her misery. Her anger. Instead, I forced my features to relax; blinking rapidly as if I couldn't comprehend such villainous words thrown around by Satan incarnate herself.
