Lilliana’s attack on my balls is going to be a running joke for a long time.
I give him a look, as if I’m not impressed, but that just starts him up again and he shakes with laughter. It’s lucky he’s been my best friend since kindergarten, because if he wasn’t, I’d be tempted to slam my fist into his jaw. Instead, I turn my back to him and hit the call button on my phone.
It only rings once before Moretti answers. “Do you have my daughter?”
Good. He’s been waiting for the call. Finally, this shit can end.
“I want my money,” I say, ignoring his question.
“Do you have her?” he yells over the phone and my lips curve into a smile.
His desperation smells like victory, and I can almost taste it.
“She’s safe.”
“Where the fuck did you find her?”
I frown, disgusted. What kind of father doesn’t know where his own daughter is?
“No concern of yours. You just need to get the money ready.”
The money he owes us after we cut him off from our docks. He thought our family would be okay with bringing in a shipment of girls to sell. He thought we were cut from the same cloth as him, that we would turn a blind eye and count the cash rolling in. He was wrong. And when confronted, he swore black and blue to toe the line, swearing it was a one off. But the Vitali’s don’t take that shit lightly. So, we ended his contract at our port, closing his shipping channel. He then thought that was reason enough to not pay his outstanding debts. Guess again fucker, because your time is up.
“You bring her to me, and I’ll give you what you want,” he agrees, very quickly. “You bring her straight to me, no stops. Do you hear me? Where are you coming from?”
I stare at the phone in my hand and shake my head. I don’t know who the fuck he thinks he’s talking to or why he thinks he can demand anything from me, but that ends now.
“I will call you in a few hours with a location. Have my money ready.” I hang up, while he still barks like a dog over the phone.
Something doesn’t sound right, and I have a nagging sensation in my stomach. My gut never gives me false alarms, and I know something is off between Lilliana and her father. But it’s not my concern. This is a success, and one that’s needed to prove that the family is in capable hands.
“We’re set.” I turn and nod to Dante. “Let’s get this shit over with. Tell the pilot to start her up.”
3
Lilly
“Wakeupsleepingbeauty,time to go.” A deep voice brings me back to life.
My eyes slowly open and for the second time in a short period, see the face of a man that should make up my wildest dreams, but instead is someone that’s taking me back to my worst nightmare.
He leans across my body and unclips my belt. “Planes landed, time for a family reunion.”
Shit, now it’s getting real.
“No thanks, you go. I’ll stay here.” I close my eyes again, begging for the sweet dreams to come back.
Two strong arms wrap around my waist, and I’m lifted in the air and holstered over his shoulder. Hell fucking no. I squirm and kick, but he holds my legs and ignores my curses.
“Stop making this hard.” His hand comes down and smacks me right on my ass.
Oh no he didn’t.
I do what any sane woman would do in this situation. With access to only one area, I open my mouth and bite down on his extremely tight ass.
“Motherfucker!” he cries out, and I’m running out of private places to attack him.
“Put me down!”