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“It’s not, but I’m not ready to lay down and give up just yet.” I run my fingers through my hair. “Word on the street is you’re gay. I think it’s pretty fucking obvious from your body’s reaction to me that you’re not. I planned to ask you to take me as your wife so I was safe and you’d put the rumors to rest.”
He laughs as he stalks over to me. “Your first mistake was thinking I give a flying fuck what people think. Your second was looking for a hero in a fucking prison of all places.”
“I’m not looking for a hero. Heroes don’t exist in our world. I’m looking for a bigger monster than the one breathing down my neck. One that will keep all the others away.”
“Go home, little girl. Try on wedding dresses and practice your daddy-daughter dance. That’s your future. I suggest you make peace with it.”
He turns his back on me, and I barely refrain from punching him in the back of the head.
“You know what? Fuck you. I’ll figure something else out. Have a nice life, Vice. What’s left of it.”
I walk toward the door and press my hand to it just as he yanks my arm, spinning me around to face him. “What the fuck is that supposed to mean? You threatening me, little girl?”
I roll my eyes. “I’m not suicidal just yet. I have my own issues without getting involved in yours, especially when, as you pointed out, you’re not interested in me.”
His hands move to my throat, squeezing as he pins me to the door. I don’t fight him, even though I know I could do some damage. As of right now, he’s not hurting me. The second that changes, I’ll drop him with a swift kick to the balls.
“Tell me what you know.”
“No,” I whisper hiss.
He shakes me, my head thumping against the door before he lets me go. I rub my neck and turn to bang on the door, letting the guard know I’m done.
“I’d say it was nice to meet you, but that would be a lie. I’ll make sure I pick out a dress for your funeral when I pick up my wedding gown. I’m sure Aldo will be thrilled.”
He snarls at the mention of Aldo, but I don’t look back. The door opens, so I step aside. The guard steps in and looks between me and Vice.
“Everything okay?”
“Peachy.”
He walks over to cuff Vice, who ignores him, choosing instead to stare daggers at me as he is led out of the room.
I curse myself because, despite wanting the motherfucker to get dick-slapped by karma, I need to say something.
“Vice!” I call as the guard is about to close the door.
He turns his head as I fist my hands at my sides.
“Keep an eye on your brother. Not everyone will be happy to have you home.”
The guard tugs him away, but his eyes stay locked on mine until the door closes.
Chapter 9
Nova
Three days after seeing Vice and I’m still pissed at the man, which is ridiculous because he was right. He doesn’t owe me a damn thing. I’m running out of time and options, exhausting every avenue to get me out of marrying Aldo.
I pick up my cell when it rings and answer without looking.
“Nova? We’ve got a problem.” Steven sighs.
“Of course we do. Nobody calls me to just talk anymore.” Now it’s my turn to sigh, climbing to my feet. “Who is it this time?”
“Petra. I called the Longview Motel. They told us she checked in, but she never checked out. She should have been back three hours ago, and she’s not answering her cell.”
“Who was she meeting?” I ask because most of the girls work out of the casino.
