“Oh, honey, I have a job. Don’t you worry about that. It’s just that I think you’d want to have a better one, especially after all that schooling. Seems like a damn shame to let that law degree go to waste, don’t you think?”
There’s the surprise on her fact that I knew I’d find. It was enough for me to find her – she never expected that – but she really didn’t think that I’d do my research on her. Ricky told me everything I need to know about my Eva, like the fact that she doesn’t have kids, she’s had one speeding ticket, but it was when she was younger, and that she’s an orphan.
That’s right. My little Eva moved away from home and all of her friends and extended family to get away from her asshole ex and she’s all alone now. No mom, no dad, just her in the big city and a drunk for a friend.
“How do you know that about me?” Her voice is incredibly soft and I realize that she’s trying to keep her voice quiet so that the other customers don’t hear her talking. She’s probably got a persona built up here at work, and it’s just like me to come waltzing in and destroy it.
I grin at her, feeling completely in control. This is how I like to feel, not like last night, when she strolled out of the back room without even cleaning up or looking me in the eye. She’d wanted to get away from me as quickly as possible yesterday, but now I’m the one in control. All is well in my world, and if she’s not okay with it, then she’ll just have to adjust and deal.
This is how it is. I’m in control and nothing fazes me. Now I just have to fuck her one more time to get her out of my system and everything will be okay again.
“I know everything about you, Eva. I know about the shitty Mr. Hamel, and I know that you fled up here leaving behind an incredible law career. I mean, I get why you’d be willing to show off that hot little body of yours, but what I don’t get is why you let yourself get fucked in the back room of the Claw and Crown. Are things that desperate in your little world?”
“You’re an asshole.” This time, when she jerks her hand back from me, I let her. She huffs at me and picks up her tray before turning and walking away, headed to the kitchen. I could stop her, sure, but what would be the fun in that?
As soon as the doors shut behind her, I whip out my phone and pull up her number. Ricky was able to get me everything on her – her cell, her bank accounts, where she has her insurance. Eva may think that I only found out where she works and about her sordid past, but I know everything.
You didn’t take my order. I know that she has her phone on her. I saw it sticking out her back pocket, and I wait a moment for her to respond.
You didn’t look hungry. She’s fast with her response, and I can imagine her pissed off, leaning against a counter in the kitchen, typing back to me. Knowing that I’m the focus of her attention even when she should be working makes me hard.
I’m starving. I want you.
Not on the menu. I roll my eyes at her text. There’s no reason why she should think that she can get away from me that easily. when I want something, I get it, no matter if it’s officially on the menu or not, and she’s just going to have to get used to that.
You were last night. Meet me in the alley. It doesn’t matter to me what time her shift ends. I’m going to take Eva for my own, and I’m not leaving here until she gives me what I want. It’s obvious that she wants it, too. Even though she thinks that she can play the role of a sweet and innocent girl, she loved having my cock rammed inside of her.
I get up and start to the door, but a man runs over to stop me. “Mr. Torenti? Is everything okay?”
I don’t know him by sight, but most of the people in town know us and are afraid of us, in with us, or owe us. Since I don’t know him, I know that he’s not in with us. I shift position, lighting resting my hand on the piece I have tucked into my pants.
“Just going to have a conversation with your employee, Eva.” The stock of my gun feels good in my hand and I know that I can pull it out faster than this asshole can make a move.
He bows his head. “Take as long as you need. Do I need to fire her? Is there a problem?”
Great, he’s the owner. I relax my grip on my piece. “No, she’s fine,” I tell him. “Give her a raise.”
He nods and I walk past him without stopping. Eva better be waiting for me in the alley. If she is, like a good little girl, then I’ll make sure that she really enjoys what’s coming to her. If she doesn’t listen, though…well, my hand burns a little and I wipe it on my pants.
I’ve wanted to smack her ass since I saw her. I want to leave a big red handprint on her and teach her a lesson about who she really belongs to.
She’s standing by the back entrance to the club, a nervous look on her face. God, she looks good.
