“I wonder what it would look like if you obeyed for once. Are you always so disobedient or are you just a bad girl for me?”
She shudders, which tells me she likes my words, but at the same time, she swats my hand and glares at me.
“I don’t just blindly obey. My last boyfriend tried that and it didn’t work out so well for me. I am my own woman, if you don’t like that, then take me home and disappear. That’s what this whole discussion is supposed to be about anyways.”
She turns to look out the window.
“You know most people would be scared to hit me. Hitting a Don is like a cardinal sin. You could lose your hand for that.”
She turns back and looks at me. “Go ahead. If that’s what it takes to get my life back to normal, then I am all for it.”
I shake my head at her. She is fighting so hard against this, yet she so clearly wants me. I don’t understand her.
“I have better use for your hands than cutting them off. You are safe for now.”
“Like what?” She inches closer and slides her hand up my leg. My already hard cock twitches as she inches closer. “You want my hand to touch your cock? Maybe wrap my lips around it and suck you down my throat?” She leans into my cheek and whispers in my ear as she firmly grabs my cock. All the blood rushes to my dick as I faintly hear her words.
“Not in this lifetime, buddy. You might be some mafia king, but that doesn’t mean you can have me.”
She squeezes tightly to the point it hurts, but then releases me quickly before sitting back in her seat and turning to look out the window. I rub myself to ease some of the lingering pain as I glance up at Gio and Lo. Lo is fighting a smile, but Gio is ramrod straight in the front seat. He doesn’t look back or make any movement. He has barely spoken to me since Sofia’s stunt today. I think he is beating himself up more than I am at this point.
“Where are we going?” Sofia asks.
“My home.” I grit out through my teeth.
“Where are we?”
“You weren’t paying attention? And you want me to suspend your protection detail. You could get kidnapped and would you even be able to tell where you are?”
“Probably not since usually when you get kidnapped they either throw you in a truck or dark van and put a potato sack on your head so you can’t see. I don’t think my paying attention now would help in that situation.”
“That smart ass mouth is going to cost you one of these days. Keep it up, Tesoro.”
“Whatever. I have already been told I have a death wish and I have some whack FBI agent most likely hunting me. My mouth is the least of my worries currently.”
I clench my fists at the mention of her situation. It is the whole reason I have been having my men watching her. It is also the sole source for my anger recently.
“More reason to have someone watching you. Wouldn’t want one hair on that pretty little head of yours to get hurt.”
I reach out and touch her hair.
“No need to go soft on me now, Bash. You forget, I saw you…” My hand flies out to cover her mouth.
Her eyes widen. I don’t know what she was about to say, but many incriminating conversations have been taped within cars. I learned from my predecessors’ past mistakes. We only talk in code now and it changes often.
“Watch what you say, Tesoro. You never know who is listening.”
She pushes my hand away.
“I was just going to say I saw you in action asshole. You can be a real jerk you know that?”
Her words say one thing, but her eyes say that she realizes her mistake. She was about to say that she saw me kill someone.
“So, I have been told on multiple occasions. We are here so stop your fussing.”
“Why are we here?”
“You wanted to talk, didn’t you?”
