“Come on Nico, I thought we could have one last fuck. Seeing how you're married now, I thought we could have one last time to get each other out of our systems.”
“So you broke into my office?”
She pouts as she looks up at me. “I knew you wouldn’t give me the chance if I didn’t surprise you.”
Lowering my gun I wearily watch her as I walk to the chair on the opposite side of the room away from her. Settling in it as I try to figure out how to get this psychotic bitch out of my office. I could just fucking shoot her. I roll my eyes, dismissing the tempting idea. Sauntering over from the desk she makes her way to me before spinning and sitting back onto my lap. Her hand reaches down, running up my legs directly toward my.- NOPE. Grabbing her hand I pull them up stretching them above her head as a snarl rips out of me.
“Do not put your fucking hands on me again.” Shoving her forward off me she stumbles into the desk. “I am growing tired of this Alice. You need to grow up and move the fuck on. I was never going to be with you. You were only there to pass the time."
"You don't mean that." She denies the words I just spoke.
“Yes I do." My phone rings pulling me from the conversation. Elijah. "Fuck."
Answering the phone to an angry voice on the other side. "What the fuck happened?"
My annoyance flares at his tone towards me. "I don't have all the details yet, but someone put a hit out on our shipment. Didn’t take anything, just lit it on fire, clearly they wanted to make a statement.”
“Ya I fucking heard. It’s all over the police scanners. You better be wiping everything before the Feds show up at your doorstep Nicoli.”
“I already know that, and it better not be the Feds that show up. It fucking better be you, thats what I pay you for.”
“Teigh fuck fein.” He spits out in Irish, a clear sign he is losing his patience. “Don’t presume you have any place to demand me around. I don’t belong to your precious Familia. This is going to take a lot more than a quick brush under the rug to get rid of this and make this one disappear. My usual price isn't going to settle this debt, I am going to have to put my ass on the line to clear this up.” He says reminding me that mere money isn’t going to settle this debt. “How much did you have in that transport vehicle?”
“Enough to bury us all.”
“Fuck.” He grinds out. “I’ll see what I can start doin’ on my end. Ya better start getting rid of anything that’ll directly tie you to this. I can only do so much. I’ll get with you when I find more out.” The line goes dead on the other end as Elijah abruptly ends the call.
"Alice you need to go. Put some fucking clothes on and leave, I have shit to deal with." Ignoring her I step around the desk to start wiping any files that would make Elijah's job impossible. I’m about halfway through some files when a hand pushes down on the back screen of my laptop, forcing it closed. Good fuck! I look up to an annoyed Alice, having grown impatient with me. Didn’t I tell her to leave?
“What part of get the fuck out did you not understand.”
“What does she have that I don’t? I have bigger tits, and ass. I can handle your constant darkness and abuse, I come from this Familia for fucks sake!”
“Get out! Leave!” Roaring out and standing up the chair behind me rolls back into the wall at my sudden movements. I walk around to face her wanting my message to be heard crystal clear. “Not just this room and club but this state, I want you gone, and I don’t want you to come back. I am done with your shit Alice. Do not lay a fucking foot back in New York!” Finally losing it as my thinly worn patience snaps as I feel my control fade. If she has any self preservation she will leave now.
“Is it her innocence you find so appealing?” I just stare at her, willing her to shut her mouth before she pushes me farther. “Ha,” she laughs out hysterically. “Well maybe after tonight she won’t be so appealing to you anymore then if that is the case.”
My mind sees red at her vague threat. Without thinking my body reacts, reaching out I grip the base of her throat slamming her back into the desk as I push down on her airways. Dipping low to hear face as my voice drops to almost deadly silent. “And what is that supposed to mean.” I don’t miss her eyes darting to the side before coming back to me. About to look over at whatever had caught her attention when she threw her arms around my neck, yanking me down to close the distance between our lips. Shoving her off of me I hear a sharp intake of breath to my left. My head snaps to the side as I see Liliana standing in the doorway. My expression is full of shock at seeing her here while her own eyes widen as she takes in the scene before her.
In an instant she is gone, as she spins and takes off down the hallway. Son of a bitch. Taking off after her I call out trying to make her stop so I can explain. “Liliana.” She barrels on bounding up the stairs. I am about to catch up to her as she hits the top landing shoving open the doorway and disappearing through the crowd. I make my way through the bodies, shoving and yanking them out of the way as I make my way to the exit, knowing that is where she
