Chapter 10: Alcohol Rush

"You're vicious," Hunter mutter as we make our way to the club. He is making reference to my farewell remark to Franco and at the same time he seems occupied.

I assume it's work related. I heard him talking on the phone earlier when we exit the Gambino building and by the sound of his tone, it seems like there's a problem there.

I observe him for a moment. "Well, that makes us two daddy" I cheekily told him, taking a champagne from the car's bottle holder and open it. It's definitely the wine's talking and doing.

I took out the glass and treat myself to a drink. If these men are going to use me as their bait in the middle of their crisis, might as well enjoy their luxury and used their money wisely.

After all this is all just business. I smile as I drink the sweet and most delicious taste of it. "Fuck" I moan and I swipe my tongue across my bottom lip.

Its good to be out in prison and taken by a mafia after three months of struggle. I look up to find Hunter staring at me. I grin a