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Antonio steps closer to me, his dark brown eyes that look nearly black running over me. I had always expected that they might have flecks of color in them if I saw them away from the dark interior of the club, but they didn’t. They are fathomless, dark as night, and dangerously perceptive.
“Whatever plans Giovanni had for you end here. From now on, you’re no longer Giovanni’s girl. You belong to me. We don’t need to kid ourselves about whether or not that’s true. I’ve already had you, inside and out.” He rakes his eyes over my body, and I feel disgusted instead of heated. He chuckles and leaves the room, flicking off the lights and shutting the metal door hard.
I look around in panic. Why is this happening to me?
Thoughts of my mother and Laura cross my mind, and I start to pull at the bindings on my hands.
“No! No! Let me go! I am not a spy,” I cry. “I can explain!” I scream into the nothingness.
Chapter Six
Antonio
I kick my desk in frustration and sweep all the items on top of it to the floor.
“What the hell is wrong with you, man?” Donatello snaps as he walks into the room, followed by Bunny.
I pace the room in a rage, running my fingers through my hair. How could I have let Giovanni one-up me like this? How do I explain this mess to my brothers? And why do I feel so hurt that Alyssa was probably a spy all along.
“Damn!” I cry again, kicking the desk again.
Donatello and Bunny exchange glances, carefully stepping over the hundred-and-one things scattered on the floor.
“What’s up with you? The men said you went down to the basement to see the girl. Why are you in such a bad mood?” Donatello asks.
“I mean, we got the girl, didn’t we?” Bunny asks.
I inhale and turn to them. “The girl, she used to work in the club,” I say.
Donatello looks at me in disbelief. “No way!”
“Giovanni, that sly bastard, he had a spy in our ranks all along,” Bunny mutters.
I kick the desk again. It hurts my foot, but I don’t care. She served drinks in private meetings. Only heaven knew how much she had overheard and how much she had reported back to Giovanni. I trusted her enough to expose my emotions to her. I feel like an idiot.
“Wait, did she confirm that she’s his spy?” Donatello asks. He tilts his head to the side as he looks at me in confusion.
I stop and glare at him, and so does Bunny.
“C’mon, man, do you think anyone is going to admit to being a spy? Use your fucking head,” I snap.
Donatello sighs. “There’s a chance that she isn’t a spy. Just because you wanted to use her like one doesn’t mean that Giovanni sent her to work for you.”
“You’re so naïve it’ll get you killed one day,” Bunny says dismissively, and Donatello makes a face in response.
“If she is a spy, what do we do now?” Bunny asks, “Do we kill her?”
“Are you crazy?” Donatello and I ask in unison. Bunny raises his hands in surrender.
“No need to shoot the messenger, just spitballing here,” he replies.
“Look, if she is a spy, we need to know how much she knows and then find a way to get rid of her… without killing her,” Donatello says, emphasizing the last part.
“Whatever you decide, man, I’m with you,” Bunny says, placing his hand over his heart.
I run my fingers through my hair in deep thought.
“I’ll keep her here,” I finally say.
