A high ranking one at that.
It was like dealing with a Martian. To average, everyday folk, a Five Pointer was just outside of their knowledge banks.
Sure, they thought they knew what they were like because they watchedThe Wireor some other procedural show, but they didn’t.
Real-life gangsters?
They were larger than life.
They throbbed with violence, and hell, a part of me knew that Finn was cutting me some slack by asking to sleep with me.
Yeah, as fucked up as that was, it was the truth.
He could have asked for so much more.
He’d have a Senator in his pocket, and to the mob, what else would they ask for if not that?
Yet Finn?
He just wanted to fuck me.
My throat felt tight and itchy from dryness. I wanted some water so badly, but equally, I wasn’t sure if it would make me puke.
Not at the thought of sex with this man—a part of me knew I’d enjoy it too much to even be nervous.
No, at what else he could ask of me, that had me fretting.
Was this a one-time deal?
How could I protect my dad from the Five Points when . . .?
I shuddered because there was nothing I could do. There was no way I could even broach any of those questions since I wasn’t in charge here.
Finn was.
Finn always would be until he deemed I’d paid my dues. Whether that was tomorrow or two years down the line.
Shit, it might even be forever. If my dad hit the White House, only God knew what kind of leverage Finn could pull if my father tried to carry on covering up my existence. . . .
“We’re here.”
Something haddefinitelypissed him off.
He’d gone from the cat who’d drank a carton full of cream, to a pissed off tabby scrounging for supper in the trash.
“We’re going to go through to the private elevator, and I’m going to head straight down the hall to my living room. You’re going to slip into the first door on the right—that’s my bedroom.”
“O-Okay,” I told him, wondering what the hell was going on.
“You’re going to stay quiet, and you’re going to try to not hear any fucking thing I say, do you hear me?”
“I hear you.”
“You’d better,” he ground out, his hand tightening around his cellphone. “Coming to Aidan O'Donnelly’s attention is the last thing a little mouse like you wants.”
A shiver ran through me.
Aidan O'Donnelly was in his apartment?
Fuck, just how high up the ranks was he?