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Since I was tall enough to reach my pops’s knee, I enjoyed watching the man work. Dish out orders and command the room. I may have never been interested in the life, leading the family, but that didn’t mean I wasn’t interested in the violence that came with it. The destruction. Ya see, I was fucked in the head long before I wasfuckedin the head.
While other kids my age were learning how to color inside the lines, I was learning how to load my mother’s pearl-grip revolver, where the extra bullets were stored, and to always aim for the head. Or the dick. My old man said either one would do the trick, and he was right. Watching some fucker bleed out while scrambling to piece his balls back together was as close to nirvana for me as life could get.
So rigging a few homemade pipe bombs was literal child’s play to me. The extra grenades and additional firearms I’d grab from the Russian’s stock house more for my amusement than anything else. After all, the fucker said whatever I could carry. So you bet your sweet ass I was slinging a half dozen long-range rifles over one shoulder while scooping up an armful of frags.
The boys were none too happy with me at the moment. At least Zeke wasn’t. Connor was much easier to win over. A couple strokes of my hand and I’d have pretty boy’s frown turned upside down. But I’d let him stew for a bit longer first. I liked watching him squirm, his arms crossed and his brow creased as he eyed me like I’d pissed in his Cheerios.
If he kept up his pouting, I just might.
“Ya know we work there, right?” he grunted, and I tilted my head to one side, my eyes flicking upwards while my hands remained on task.My hands always remained on task. “Like that’s how we get our paychecks. What we live off?”
“Ya don’t say?” I feigned shock, tapping a palm to my chest and quickly dropping it. “And here I thought ya just liked smelling like stale cigarettes and bad decisions.” Then I lifted one shoulder in a half shrug. “My advice? Ya both might want to get your resumes together, find something lessblown to bitsand morefour walls and a roof. Besides, I hardly think you’ll have a job to return to,Mac. Not after they saw you leave with me.”
“There’s more to it than that, and you know it, Dani. So stop playin’ coy,” he grunted.
“Who’s playin’?” I pushed up on one knee, then the other, shoving the various wires and timing mechanisms aside and crawling forward, before squeezing myself between Connor’s already spread thighs.
I could hear Zeke behind us, huffing and groaning, as I rested my palms painfully close to pretty boy’s sweet spot. His cock instantly rising to the occasion. No matter how determined he was to be angry with me, there was one part of him that couldn’t resist succumbing to my…charms.
“I know what you’re doing, baby girl. And it ain’t gonna work.”
“Oh, it’ll work.” My eyes flicked downwards, telling me I was right, before I returned them to Connor’s face as my lips curled into a satisfied smirk. “But you have no idea what I’m doing.”
He lifted a curious brow, urging me to continue, while Zeke’s grumbling told me that was the last thinghewanted at the moment. The guy definitely wasn’t into watching.
His loss.I could put on one helluva show.
“The only way out of this is for us to hit Benny where it hurts. And take him down when we do. Or else the fucker will just keep coming. He ain’t gonna let this shit go. Not now. Not ten years from now.” I lifted a hand and gestured to my chest. “Case in point.”
Connor grabbed my wrists, his grip tight but not painful, as he tugged me up off my knees and onto his lap. “Look, I get it. I get there are things I don’t understand when it comes to you and how you handle shit. We ain’t stupid.” He glanced in Zeke’s direction, then back to me. “I also know better than to ask questions I really don’t want you to answer. But ya can’t just go in and blow up an entire club full of people. Innocent people. People who have nothing to do with the bad blood between Benny and you. Him andus.”
“See? That’s where you’re wrong. I most definitely can?—”
“Dani—”
I pressed a finger to his lips, pushing down and slipping it between his too-plump pout while watching the digit disappear into the warm wetness of his mouth. I quickly cleared my throat, and Connor grinned.
Yeah, we both had it bad. One of the very few downsides to good sex was the constant need for more. The inability to resist, accompanied by the reluctance to do so even if you could.
“ButI never said that’s what I was planning.”
“I don’t understand…”
“And ya don’t need to. This is my game, my nature, one I’ve been suppressing for a very long time. But that doesn’t mean I don’t know how to win.”
“Meaning?”
“Meaning nobody’s gonna be in that building except Benny and his top guys. Anyone looking to take the fucker’s place as soon as he’s outta the way. I’ll get rid of 'em all, then leave the Russians and Italians to fight over what’s left of the territory.”
“And you can do that? Make sure no one gets hurt who shouldn’t be gettin’ hurt?”
“There’s a lot you don’t know about me, pretty boy. A lot I can do if you’d just shut up and let me do it.”
I could read the uncertainty all over Connor’s face. And once again, I was reminded of all the reasons we shouldn’t work…couldn’twork. All thatride or diebullshit only lasted until I made a move he didn’t agree with, until I crossed that line between hero and villain I walked so finely no one knew exactly which side I was standing on at any given time.
The answer was still neither. It would always be neither.
