Page 13 of Tease Me (Dark Odyssey 1)

Chapter Four

Nick

I’ll bethe first to admit that I can be a real son of a bitch.

Couldn’t deny it.

Not one bit.

I wasn’t looking to either. I saw the angel, decided I wanted her to be mine and sowed the seeds of distraction when I sensed her desperation.

Mia Chase came to The Dark Odyssey because she was desperate for something. Money. It’s always that. It could make you happy and the need for it could make you desperate.

I saw when the desperation took her as I asked her to take her clothes off. It was in those bright green eyes of hers. The emerald hue was filled with it.

What I was looking for though was whether she’d push through it. If she didn’t I would have stopped in my tracks. I got to see her naked gorgeousness and it satisfied my curiosity on that part.

Then I saw she wanted me just as much as I wanted her.

I saw it and knew, acted on it and fuck did I ever enjoy all that happened next.

I don’t care what normal dictates. I have the hot Italian Mafioso blood that flows through my veins. I take what I want and I always get what I want.

At least I could hold in my good graces that I loathe cheating.

That’s as far as my good graces go however and today I would love to have some motherfucker mess with me the wrong way.

I’ve been standing inside the furthest of the warehouses by the docks, waiting for Gabe for the last half hour.

It’s lunch time and while this place is usually busy on the regular, people know to stay the fuck away when we use it for business. It means bullets will likely fly. It’s near the shipping company.

I turn when I hear footsteps.

It’s Gabe and he’s with the company I’d hoped he would bring. He’s brought our two older brothers with him.

He comes in first, followed by Salvatore and Vincent. Between them is Billy Lopez, a fucktard we know to be a snitch.

A snitch, rat, mole, whatever you think of that’s dishonest, it’s him. More than that though, what makes me want to end him the minute I look at his weasel face is his crimes.

The ones no one can pin on him because either someone’s padded the cops’ pockets very well, or someone else has let his sins slide under the rug.

This guy here isn’t just dishonest as fuck, he has an unsavory taste for women that rubs me the wrong way. Rape, abuse, links to illegal sex trafficking, shit I don’t want to know any more about. He’s done all of it and he’s the type of person you kill on sight.

I want to breathe fire as he comes closer with my brothers. Breathing fire would be better than the nothing I’m told we can do because this piece of shit is so valuable in the underworld.

Vincent eyes me up as if to give the warning. I heed it. I have to, he’s next to Pa in the order of authority and practically boss. He’s the capo to the Giordano family. While I know he has my back, I know he can’t work miracles other than this little show right now with Billy.

I bet too that Billy even came willingly and practically shit himself when Vincent came for him.

Last night we got word that he might know a thing or two about who ordered the hit on Tommy. The lead came from our intel. Vincent’s presence in the matter is to make sure I don’t do something to piss on tradition. Although, granted Tommy is as much a friend to anyone of us here as he is to me.

Vincent deals with things like this.

“Over to you, brother,” Vincent says to me and moves over to my side.

Salvatore and Gabe stand next to each other but the way we’re all standing is like a semi-circle. The four remaining Giordano brothers - we look like avenging angels to me. What the fuck must we look like to Billy who I notice has a tremor in his hands?

“Billy Lopez, we have not crossed paths before,” I declare.

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