“Dominguez? Isn’t he, like, a partner or whatever?”
“Sometimes.”
“How old is Marco? Fifty? Sixty?”
“Thirty.”
“Oh, he’s young.” Dani smiled at me in the mirror. “I’ll have some fun with him.”
“You aren’t here to havefunwith him, Dani. Just get him in the back, stick him with your magic needle, and I’ll take care of the rest,” I said through gritted teeth.
“How do you think I get them in the back, oh great one? It doesn’t just happen. I need to be convincing,” she said as she pushed her tits up and checked herself in the mirror again.
“That outfit’s plenty convincing. Just find him, ask him to go to a private room, and do your thing. Nothing more, nothing less.”
She walked to the kitchen and stopped in front of me, appearing shorter than usual because she didn’t have heels on yet. “You’re not my boss, Kane. I have other orders that I have to follow like a good little bitch.”
I clenched my jaw, anger simmering at the surface. I tried to be a buffer between our dads and her, but that didn’t always work. Thanks to my older brother being incapacitated, I would take over and make all the decisions someday. Until then, I had to bite my tongue for the most part.
Dani reached around me to pull something from the cupboard. “I do what I have to do. It’s not all propofol and roses.” She popped a sucker in her mouth, which I knew was laced with THC. She couldn’t go on stage without getting a buzz first.
“Do you fuck them?”
She pulled the red sucker from her mouth and ran her tongue along her lower lip. “When I have to.”
My hands clenched the edge of the countertop, threatening to bust a piece off. “That’s fucking bullshit. That was never part of the deal.”
“That wasalwayspart of the deal,” she laughed. “You’re just out of the loop. Always busy throwing parties, fighting in the ring, whatever it is you boys do.”
“Pffft. I do shit.”
She tilted her head, licking the sucker and making my dick twitch. “You do shit, but I do thehardshit.”
“I’ll talk to my dad.”
Dani froze, still standing in front of me. Her ponytail swished side to side as she shook her head. “No. Don’t. It’s not going to make a difference. It’ll just piss him off. I’m a big girl, Kane. I can handle it.”
Her icy blue eyes held back everything she was feeling. I knew she hated this part of it–the dancing, performing, being fake to men who wanted nothing more than to fuck her and use her.
“I gotta get downstairs.” Her lightly sweet wildflower scent encased me as she leaned forward and kissed my cheek. Before she could pull away, I gripped her hips and squeezed them, keeping her from leaving.
“Youwon’thave to do that shit. I won’t allow it.”
Her eyes darkened as my hard length pressed against her. “All this and that orgasm earlier? Stop being nice to me, Moretti. It’s freaking me out,” she smiled before popping the sucker back in her mouth and backing away.
Typical Dani, always covering how she felt with a joke. She didn’t believe I could do anything when it came to her job. It wouldn’t be easy–because whatever Dad wanted, Dad got, and Dani had been one of his best assets for a long time.
She got a lot of information for us and got rid of a lot of bad men–all of which benefited my father’s business and his wallet. She shouldn’t have to give her body away for it. She was a mess as it was, and she had a family history of depression. She masked her problems with sex and jokes. Oh and the fighting. The chick had a mean right hook.
But under all that false bravado was a woman who had never been appreciated by her family, namely her asshole father.
Dante had been Dad’s top enforcer since before I was born. His right-hand man. If you asked me, he was a piece of shit. I’m not saying Dad was perfect–far from it–but at least he had a heart. Dad loved Mom more than anything in the world, and he was fiercely protective of my sister Gemma. His heart beat for his golden child, his oldest son Bobby. And me, well…I don’t think he would let me drown if he had a raft.
Dante on the other hand, he used his children as weapons to line his wallet. His son Dominic was following in his footsteps, always doing the dirty work. Killing. Threatening. Being a monster at the fight ring. And Dani, she’d gotten her hands plenty dirty, she just did it in a different way.
Dad has never had a woman in his business the way Dani is. She knows the ins and outs of almost everything and she’s down for whatever needs to be done, which apparently included fucking our enemies. I had no idea she’d crossed that line with targets. I guess I should’ve known, but for Dad to ask her to do shit like that was sick.
Dani grew up with me and Gemma. She’d been best friends with my twin sister since we were all in diapers–and the Duttons have lived in our guest house on our property for just as long. Dad making her do shit like this didn’t make any sense–unless it was orchestrated by Dante. I wouldn’t put it past him.