Chapter 5

Buzz.

Buzz.

I awoke to my phone vibrating and the sun coming through my window. I sleepily stretch my arms and search the bed for my phone. With my head still on the pillow, I answer the call.

"Hello?"

I listen, but there's no one there. No sound, no voice, but I can hear my heart. I'm instantly awakened and reaching for my gun off of the nightstand.

"Hello?"

Dial Tone.

I wrap the sheet around my naked body and look around the house making sure all the doors are locked and there's nothing out of place. I can't fight the feeling that something isn't right. To you, it's just a phone call, but for me, this means someone who I've crossed may be after me. Nature of the business, I guess.

Remembering I have a meeting with the guys to brief them on my new life, I texted them the details while getting dressed. Heading out the door wearing a sleeveless, v-neck jumpsuit with gold diamond stud earrings and gold wedges that couldn't be seen due to the bell bottom legs of my romper, but sexy nonetheless.

I couldn't help but feel like someone was watching me. Call it paranoia, but I just couldn't shake it. After driving 45 minutes to meet in a bistro on the outskirts of the city, I sit with my gold aviators on my face as I wait for them to arrive.

In my line of work, there's always enemies, always someone wanting revenge and sometimes the hunter becomes the prey. I felt uneasy and I wondered if maybe Gio had me followed, but there's no way he would suspect me of anything. Especially after the conversation with Emmanuel. 

"You alright, Scar?" Griffin said as he pulled out a seat at the round table. 

"I just feel a little uneasy is all." 

"How are things with you know who?"

"I think I got a promotion from stripper to waitress," I said looking over the menu.

"Damn, Scar, that doesn't sound like a promotion." He said looking me in the eyes. 

"I think it's because he wants me to himself. Also, I was in his office yesterday when Emmanuel came in and told him about the Russos."

"What about them?"

"They got a hold of a shipment that was given to them by the FBI."

"FBI." He said as I nodded, "Scar, be careful. I have a bad feeling about all of this." He said leaning across the table as Antonio puts a hand on my shoulder.

"Hey, Antonio," I said with a surprised voice.

"What were you two talking about?" Antonio said as he sat down.

"I was telling Scar how beautiful she looked," Griffin said with a lazy smile and a wink. 

Griffin and I are closer than me and Antonio but we never keep secrets from each other. Which is why I'm so confused about why he lied to Antonio. If there's something going on, he deserves to know. I adjusted my look from puzzled and followed Griffin's lead.

"She always looks beautiful," Antonio added as the waitress came to take our order.

We ordered and enjoyed our meals. Antonio was telling Griffin about his plan with Isabella, Giovanni's sister and his date with her tonight.

"I've been scoping out the warehouse where Gio killed the four Russos. The shit has an underground torture chamber," he said looking at me as a warning. 

"How are things with you and Luciano?" Antonio said before taking a sip of his Bloody Mary.

"Good. He's trusting me already and also took me off stage."

"What do you mean took you off stage?"

"I'm now a waitress. I start tonight." I said with a shrug. "He doesn't want to share me, I assume."

"What do you mean 'share you'?" Griffin said with an inquisitive look.

"You took the words right of my mouth," Antonio said with hints of bitterness.

"Look, what I do to get close to him is my business," I said defensively.

"So, you've fucked him after knowing him how long?"

"No, I haven't fucked him." 

"So, what the fuck have you been doing with him, Scar? The man is fucking evil." Antonio growled. He was pissed and fucking jealous. 

So, why was this turning me on? I'm so sick and twisted, it's not even funny. 

"I gave him a blowjob, twice. That's all." I said sweetly.

I was egging him on to see how far he'd go. I watch Griffin's eyes bulge in complete shock and Antonio's were full of rage. 

"That's all?" Antonio said through gritted teeth.

Griffin laughed as I continued smiling. I knew I was pissing him off because he wanted it to be his cock in my mouth and I've never given him the chance.

"I have to get going. I'm watching the mother and she's having lunch with her son." 

Griffin said as he threw some money on the table and placed his strong arm on my shoulder before walking away.

"Can I talk to you in private?" Antonio said.

"No."

"Right fucking now, Scar!" he yelled and everyone in the restaurant turned our way.

"Fine," I said through gritted teeth.

I watched him as he exited towards the bathrooms and I followed suit. Everyone's eyes were on me as I remained beautiful and composed. Antonio was just mad I'd let someone's cock in my mouth before his, but I know he's not going to do anything to hurt me. He wouldn't jeopardize the mission because of this, would he?

I was grabbed by a firm grip with enough pressure to send a jolt throughout my body. Antonio pulled me into a utility closet and his face in the dim room was full of rage. His brown eyes were an inferno and I was the fuel to his fire.

"That's not part of the mission." He said as he slammed me against the door. I was furious.

"What l do with my body is my business." 

"You'd rather be treated like a slut than a lady?" He growls into my mouth. My stupid clit was throbbing and my body was responding with rushed, lustful breaths.

"I'm both," I say on my tiptoes granting him access to my mouth. 

Antonio's mouth meets mine and a moan escapes his mouth as he continues invading my mouth with his tongue. I could feel his dick pressing into my stomach and my pussy was beginning her wicked pulsing to alert me. But at this moment, I ignored her signs. Antonio's hands began exploring me before exposing my breasts to the cool air. I couldn't help but gasp at the sudden sensation of his heated mouth against my cool skin. My nipples were like pebbles as his hand gives one a hard squeeze while the other is sucked with a hot, wet mouth. 

Antonio's mouth quickly came back to mine as he spoke in a gruff tone.

"Get on your knees." 

I lowered myself and I unzipped his deep denim jeans, freeing his cock. To my surprise, it was beautiful and thick. At about eight inches, his dick is a loaded pistol. It was about an inch smaller than Giovanni's but could satisfy me all the same. I began stroking his stiff length and he responded by rocking his hips into my soft hands. I only allowed the head to enter my mouth a few times and licked the sensitive side of his cock.

"This is what you like, Scar?" He growled in pleasure. I didn't answer, I just looked up at him as he tried to put more of himself in my mouth, which made him angry. I wanted him angry with me in hopes that he'd grab me and fuck my cunt. Instead, he took his cock from me and jerked off mercilessly as I waited for his come with my heated tongue.

"Come on, Antonio. Give it to me." I begged as I gripped my breast in waiting for his warm come. With a loud groan, he came all over my breasts as he then let me suck the head of his cock to clean him off. He grabbed a utility cloth and wiped my breasts, helping me up and giving me a rough kiss before sending me on my way. With a flushed face and a clit full of pressure, we walked out to our cars. 

We didn't say a word to each other. If we did, he'd probably apologize and that would've ruined the moment. On the drive home, I thought about him and Giovanni's cock and what it would be like to have them both inside me. The thought had my pussy throbbing uncontrollably. 

"Why did I wear pants today?" 

If I had on a skirt or dress, he probably would have stuck his cock in me. "Fuck." I moaned out into the car. I was going to die if I didn't get fucked soon.