Page 6 of Ice
“You good?” his guard AJ questioned.
Vinny straightened his tie. “Just a slight hiccup.”
“And what would that hiccup be?” Vinny and AJ turned around to see Louie’s son standing behind him with enough guards it looked like he was expecting a fight to break out.
“Where’s your father?” Vinny scanned the restaurant hoping the old man would make an appearance. He hated dealing with Junior. The guy had a chip on his shoulder the size of the sun and an ego to match. He felt he needed to prove to daddy dearest and the rest of the world he had the balls to stomach this business. Too bad for Junior, everyone, including his father, saw the bitch behind the fancy clothing.
“I guess that hiccup has you a little preoccupied,” Junior quipped. “You haven’t heard? Old man had a stroke. He will be out of commission for the foreseeable future, and since he’s out of commission, whatever plan you two had is now null and void. We won’t be selling the club or giving you a cut in our other business activities.”
Junior stepped toward the both of them, and AJ reached for his gun. Vinny put his hand on AJ’s forearm with a shake of his head. They were outnumbered and outgunned. No sense in getting killed because Junior had to sling his dick around like he was big time now that his father was no longer calling the shots.
“I am curious,” Junior started. “My father never wanted to do business with the Barbatis. It’s interesting that since Antonio’s death, you’ve been here more times than I can count.”
Vinny stood up to get in Junior’s face. He didn’t have time to get into a pissing contest with the kid and was a little annoyed the old man didn’t sign shit over to him two nights ago when he was here last. He wouldn’t have to deal with his power-hungry son now. Vinny was going to have a harder time wrestling the business from the kid without putting a bullet between his eyes.
Just another thing to add to the list of shit I need to get done.
Vinny nodded toward AJ before addressing Junior. “Send my regards to your pops. I hope he feels better.” Vinny went to brush past Junior. but a hand to his chest stopped him. It took everything in him not to break the little shit’s fingers.
“The streets are talking about how quickly you’ve acquired territory. The same territory that has been at war with the Barbatis since I was in my father’s ball sack.”
“What’s your point?”
Junior shrugged. “The Barbatis have had the strongest enforcers in the game, and they couldn’t move in on those territories for years.” Junior pulled a piece of imaginary lint off of Vinny’s suit jacket. “And yet here you come with just a snap of your fingers, and they all manage to jump for you. Just trying to piece information together.”
Vinny pushed Junior’s hand off of his chest. “Don’t hurt yourself thinking, kid. Nosey people don’t do well in this life.” Vinny walked past him but hit a roadblock in the shape of Junior’s guards.
“Was that a threat, Vinny?” He could hear the humor in Junior’s voice, and it made him ball his hands into tight fists. The little shit was in power all of two days and he thought he had everything figured out already.
Vinny turned around to face Junior with a shake of his head. “Just think of it as friendly advice from someone who’s been in this game longer than you’ve been alive.”
He nodded his head in Junior’s direction and turned back to the roadblock of guards in front of him. They slowly moved out of his way, and he rushed past them and out the front door.
He pulled out his phone and dialed his goons. They answered on the first ring. “Follow them. I need to see where she’s going. Just be smart about it. Dom can spot a tail a mile away. He’ll shoot to kill, especially after the fuck up from this morning.” Vinny hung up, letting out a breath.
Sofia being back was a wild card for him, one he hadn’t anticipated when he put certain events in motion. He thought for sure her grandfather would have had her killed at some point. When that didn’t happen, he thought the Colombian government or the United States would have handled her, but somehow she snuck back into the country anyway.
“What now, boss?” AJ questioned.
“We regroup.” He wasn’t going to make any new moves until he figured out exactly what Sofia’s game was. There was no way the Ice Whore was back in the States just to pay her respects to her father. No, she wanted something, and Vinny needed to know exactly what it was.
Sofia stepped out of the shower, wrapping a warm towel around her body. The ordeal with the cops and the shootout put them a couple of hours behind the schedule she wanted to keep. She had to move quickly if she wanted to accomplish what she came home to do.
It annoyed Sofia that her quiet arrival was anything but. She had no intentions of revealing herself until she was good and ready. She had every intention of taking her enemies and her father’s allies by surprise, testing who was really loyal and who wouldn’t hesitate to fuck her over the second her back was turned.
But thanks to the welcome wagon at the airport and the idiot cops who showed up after, news about her arrival had no doubt traveled from the lowest criminal on the totem pole to the feds.
Sofia stepped out of the bathroom and into Dom’s room. He let her use his bathroom to shower and get changed for tonight. She was hit with a wave of nostalgia as soon as she walked through his front door. She couldn’t believe they still lived in the same house after all this time.
She walked over to his bed, and her fingertips touched the blue quilt. Her lips tilted up into a smirk as she felt warmth pool in between her legs. She spent many nights on this bed with Dom fucking her till they both passed out and he was still inside of her.
He’d been her first, and he made sure to brand her in a way that she’d never forget how it felt to be worshiped by him. She managed other lovers when she could stomach being touched, but they had come and gone like the changing of the seasons. They served their purpose, and she’d quickly forgotten them after.
Sofia let her mind wander to what it would be like to feel Dom inside of her again. She dropped her towel and let her fingertips glide over her nipples and trail their way down her body. When she cupped herself, she wasn’t too surprised to find that she was already wet. She put one foot on top of the bed, giving herself room to touch and tease herself. Images flooded her mind of Dom’s body pounding into her from behind. Each thrust had her breaths coming out in quick, short bursts. He was brutal in his quest to drive her mad with want in her mind.
“You feel like home, my sweet Saffi.”
Sofia abruptly pulled herself out of the fantasy she conjured up. She wasn’t here for him, no matter how much her body ached for him now. She had plans that didn’t involve getting lost in the man who resembled the boy she loved.
