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He takes another kiss, this one far more demanding than the last, before I manage to find my sanity and push him back.
“Vice,” I warn him, making him grumble something under his breath.
He tugs me away from the car and opens the door for me to climb inside. He climbs in beside me, and we both wait as Veckgets in the driver’s seat and starts the car. Veck doesn’t say anything to either of us, and I’m thankful. Right now, I’m feeling too raw to deal with his shit.
It takes forever to get home, traffic being a nightmare. By the time we pull up outside my place, I’m just about ready to crawl out of my skin. I grab the handle to open the door when Vice reaches over and stops me. He grips my hair with his free hand and holds me in place as he kisses me again, biting my lip as he pulls away. I lick my lip, tasting blood, and watch as he does the same, a look of pure lust on his face.
“I’ll see you tonight.”
“I’ll be there.”
And I would. For better or worse, I made a deal, and I’ll stick to it. Unless, of course, he turns out to be like Aldo. Then I’ll shoot him myself.
The rest of the day passes in a fog. Not even Gia’s comments or snide remarks get to me, though nothing Gia says or does means anything to me anymore. Any hope I had for her withered and died when I walked into that hotel room and found Petra’s mutilated body.
If anyone deserves Aldo, it’s Gia. I’ve gone from hating the idea of them together to rooting for them. He might just give her a taste of what she deserves. If I didn’t need her for this to all play out, I would have shot her in the head that day and made it look self-inflicted. My only comfort right now is that any guilt I felt about this fiasco is gone, and I’ve tweaked my plan just enough for the outcome to hopefully be even more poetic than before.
I jolt back when Gia’s shoulder bashes into me.
“Stupid bitch,” she snarls before raising her hand to me. I’m shocked because in all the time I’ve looked after her, she’s alwayspushed my buttons, but she’s never crossed the line. It seems she’s grown cocky since her engagement.
I grab her wrist before her hand reaches me and twist her arm up behind her back. “Don’t start something you’re not ready for me to finish. And just saying, Gia, I won’t bitch slap you. I’ll knock you the fuck out.”
“My father would kill you.”
“Good, then someone else can clean up your messes, you sick bitch.”
She flinches, and I shove her away from me. Turing, she looks at me with death in her eyes. “You can’t say shit without implicating yourself. You covered it up. Hey, maybe you killed her and tried to frame it to look like it was me.” She laughs as she starts to spin a story where I’m the villain.
“Try it. I dare you. But you better be prepared for the consequences. Some things even Daddy can’t save you from.”
“Are you threatening me?”
“And people say you’re dumb,” I say mockingly to her.
“People will believe me over you.” She smiles, turning her nose up at me. I laugh in her face. I can’t help it.
“You think so?” I ask. “You don’t know fuck-all about me, Gia. We might have been friends once upon a time, but that’s long gone. I made other friends. Did you? I don’t mean those soul-sucking leeches that kiss your ass because of who your daddy is. Trust me, they won’t be there when you fall. They’ll be too busy sucking up to the next person with power.”
“Power is everything. I have it. You’re nothing.”
I step closer, anger radiating from me, but I remember to keep my words in check, not wanting to give anything away. “I am theconsigliere’s daughter. I protect you because you are too weak toprotect yourself. But you know what? *Cough, cough*” I fake cough into my hand. “I suddenly don’t feel well. *Cough, cough*” I fake cough again. “I think I better go home. Turns out I’m allergic to bitches.”
I walk away, yanking her door closed before I jog down to Vigo’s office, taking a chance that he’s in. He’s been spending more time here lately, and I know it has everything to do with hiding how sick he’s getting.
I knock on his office door, pausing when I hear a cough.
“Who is it?”
“Nova.”
He’s quiet for a minute before telling me to come in. He waves for me to sit as I take him in. He’s still wearing his pristine suit, but his eyes are glassy, and his skin is pasty.
“Thanks, but I can’t stay. I wanted to let you know I’m taking your advice and stepping back. I’ll tell everyone I’m sick or on vacation or something. I need time to get my affairs in order and ready for the big day.”
“I think that’s wise. I’ll have Donnell cover Gia to keep up appearances.”
I hesitate for a second, then sigh and speak. “You should know Gia is unstable. She needs help.”
