Page 32 of At Odds with the Gods
“Talking,” Tony said.
“And Vinnie doesn’t mind us ‘talking’ in here?” I looked pointedly at the bed.
“All he cares about is getting his way.”
“So you’re planning to seduce the information out of me, right?”
Tony scowled. “You have to know we can’t go through with a plan when we don’t actually know what information you have. It’s like stepping into a fight not knowing if my gun is loaded.”
“The gun is loaded. I can promise you that.”
Tony frowned. “It’s stuffy in here.” He crossed the room, then unlocked and opened a window. A light breeze floated in along with the sound of music coming from a neighboring courtyard.
When he faced me again, he said, “Even if I were willing to accept your word, Vinnie’s not, and he will only tolerate a minimum of defiance from me. I can’t do more than I’ve done, not and keep you safe, which is my number one mission.”
“Of course it is.” The words came out more bitter than I meant. I was just getting tired of protection and confinement being the same thing.
“Do you doubt me?” Tony asked “Do you doubt how much I care? Do you understand what I’m risking?”
I knelt in front of him, and he sucked in his breath. “Are you saving me the trouble of seducing you?”
“Maybe. Or maybe I want to say thank you for eliminating Billy, for defending me, for taking all these risks.”
“Are you going to turn the zip drive over to Vinnie?”
I shook my head. “I can’t do that.”
“You have to. It’s the only way you’ll be safe.”
“These are my secrets to use, not Vinnie’s.”
Tony brushed the hair from my forehead, and I shivered. “You’re here now. You’re part of us.”
“No, I’m here with you, not your family.”
“There’s no way to separate me from them.”
He was right, but I wasn’t ready to admit that. “If I solve my own problem, then it has nothing to do with your family, it’s just me freeing myself.”
“Do you really think that when your father realizes where you are he won’t come for us anyway? That he won’t think we forced you to betray him?”
“He won’t take that risk. He knows I hate him. He knows I don’t want to be part of his organization.”
“Being part of his organization and sleeping with the enemy are two different things.”
I hated how right he was. I hated realizing that the plan I’d believed in would never have worked. Could I really turn over everything and give up my last chance at escape? Was I going to join the enemy? Was it worth it for Tony?
Yes, it was, but I couldn’t give in without a fight.
I clasped my hands behind my back, licked my lips and looked up at him. His eyes were wide. I had him off balance, which was exactly what I was going for. I might let him win in the end, but he was going to know I was playing him too. I might let him do whatever he wanted to me in bed, but I wasn’t going to be his servant. “Are you planning to torture me until I give in?”
“Elio, I….” A car honked and the screech of owl startled me. Tony brushed his fingers over my cheek. “Owls are my favorite birds. It’s a good omen.”
I smiled. “Don’t you want to get started torturing me then? I won’t fight you, not much anyway.”
He held my gaze as he undid his pants and pulled out his cock. “Open up.”
I did, and he slid his dick over my tongue, giving me only a little at first, just a tease. I sucked hard, and he groaned. When I leaned in to take him deeper, his restraint broke.