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Giulio’s looking a lot more interested now though. “Actually… Slayer would have fun with her, wouldn’t he? Yeah. Let’s call Slayer. Make it an evening of it.” He reaches for the phone again, then sighs and throws it against the wall. It clatters loudly, although the case prevents any parts from going flying.
He reaches into his other pocket and pulls out a different phone and hits a few buttons. I feel Damien’s fingers curl and dig into my skin.
“We don’t need Slayer to have a fun evening,” Damien says. “It could just be the two of us.”
Even in the midst of my fear, I don’t miss that he said, ‘the two of us,’ as if I don’t even count as a person. I bite my lip, not wanting to comment on it, and I go still under Damien’s hand.
“Nah. I promised Slayer he could have all the new girls, anyway. And Vanessa is very, very new.” Giulio puts the phone on speaker, again. I can’t figure out if he just doesn’t care about privacy, or if he wants to scare me.
Probably both.
After two rings, someone picks up. “Hey, Jules,” the deep voice says. “Done with the wedding party so soon?”
“God, you shoulda been there. It was fucking insane.” Giulio winks at me. “You might have heard already, but the place got shot up. A fucking church! Who does that? Anyway, you can hit up your contacts in Benton for all the details, but the important part: I got a new girl out of it.”
“I’m not a ‘new girl,’” I protest, nearly choking on the words as I try harder to pull free from Damien’s grasp. “I don’t work for you. I’m not your new anything.” It would be more convincing if my voice wasn’t shaking so badly that I’m stumbling over my words.
That only gets a laugh from the other end of the line. “Color me interested,” the man drawls. “Tell me more about this… non new girl.”
I stiffen when Damien lowers his lips to my ears. “He likes the insecure ones,” he whispers. I’m not sure if it’s a threat or a warning.
I shudder, but I’m not surprised Giulio is involved with someone who prefers it when his women are meek and scared. I just don’t know if I can go utterly pliant and pretend to be unaffected so he doesn’t get off on being with me.
“So, picture this: tall, skinny, small tits, long brown hair. Nice face, but not drop-dead gorgeous. Not like her sister, nowtherewas a looker. Anyway, she’s got this kind of sweet innocence about her. Pretends to be tough but she is fucking trembling, and we haven’t even done anything to her yet. Also, I have never seen Damien this taken with anybody. He’s had his hands on her every single minute he can. So he can stop pretending he doesn’t want something from her, that’s for sure.” Giulio gives Damien a very pointed look.
I don’t know why men think it’ll bother me to hear that they think my sister is prettier than I am, because it doesn’t. Lucia and I have never been rivals, especially not when it comes to men. She’s always wanted their attention, and she’s been able to get it, whereas I’ve been more reserved. It’s not that I’m a virgin, but I know I don’t even have a tenth of her experience.
“I love it when they tremble,” the voice on the other end of the phone says. I can hear keys jingling, then the sound of a door closing. “Don’t let Damien have her before I get there.”
“Then don’t detour anywhere. Actually, wait, can you pick up some food? We’ve got drinks here but the snacks here suck. Damien, why don’t we have better food?”
Damien shakes his head. “Because you said this isn’t an all-inclusive sort of place, and you don’t think a food license is worth it when the clientele can barely afford the girls.”
“Just have something delivered,” the man on the other end of the phone says.
“No, you know they don’t deliver here! They see the address and think it’s a prank,” Giulio complains. “Come on, that Mexican place is on the way. Just bring some burritos for everybody.”
“Only if I get first dibs on her,” Slayer says, and I can hear a car starting. “You don’t have to get her ready for me.”
I look helplessly at Damien, wanting him to intervene, but what’s he going to do to help? Take me first, so I’m less appealing? That’s not preferable. “I’m not on the menu,” I tell him, though my voice is low because I don’t want the other man to hear me speaking.
Giulio waves dismissively at me. “Yeah, you can have her first. And I want the vegetarian burrito, okay? With extra cheese and guac.”
The line goes dead.
Giulio stares at his phone in disbelief. “Did he hang up on me?”
“It’s a wonder more people don’t hang up on you,” Damien says. He starts dragging me toward the sofa. “Giulio… I don’t want Vanessa for myself. I want her foryou.”
I struggle against Damien, but it’s pointless. All I can do is slow him down a little, and before I know it, I’m sitting next to Giulio. “I’m still here!” I snap. “And I don’t want any of you.”
“Yeah, shut up for now,” Giulio says to me. “What do you mean, you want her forme? I’ve got plenty of girls available.”
Damien sits down next to me, keeping me from getting back up. My pleas feel worse than ignored. They’re having an actual conversation around me, like I’m not really here and I’m not even a person.
Damien runs one hand over my stomach. Even through the bridesmaid dress, his touch feels far too hot.
“She’s a Bellini, right? And she’s your type. I thought…” Damien sighs. “She’d make a good mother for your children.”
