Smiles and Light

**MICKEY**

When Bruno and I roll to a stop in front of Alex's mansion my jaw is so tight I can practically hear the moan of my teeth. Tiny *is in fact* here. The bastard brought my prize to Alex's place like a goddamn traitor.

I could kill him for this. I'm well within my rights to and if I did, he'd be out of the running for my doll's attentions. But... I don't want to win her that way. I'm not an insecure little bitch. I'm no fucken pussy. I *want* her to *want* me more than she does anyone else in the world.

I don't want to win by default.

Besides, he's not an *actual* traitor. I know he brought that fucker Miguel here to score points with *her* not with Alex and to be fair, he *is* the one who did all the *actual* work.

But I'm his boss, so I'll have to come up with *some* form of punishment.

*Maybe I'll make him watch while I fuck her.*

Shit, that's right. He's been here for, going on, three hours now. *He's* probably already made a move.

"Mick?" Bruno calls back to me from the front seat.

*Fuck.* I've been simply sitting here and staring at the house for the last thirty minutes. "Let's do this," I say, stepping out of the Black Suburban, my expensive shoes crunching on the dirty driveway. A silver sedan is parked near the front doors right behind Tiny's car. It's a new model and slightly familiar, however I can't place it at the moment.

Bruno's little girlfriend Simone throws open the doors as the pair of us advance up the steps.

the female yells out, leaping into his embrace and losing all semblance of professionalism in one foul swoop, but that's not what concerns me. What *bothers me is the sound of her voice.

much too quiet. *What the fuck is going on?* Simone begins crying in Bruno's arms and I resist the urge to roll my eyes and slap

sob and hyperventilate, crumpling into a heap in Bruno's

"I'm going to ask her one more time and if she

he knows better than

stepping forward and fixing little Miss Sunshine with a devastating

inside of me that may result in

In the hall," Simone reports. "I was so scared," she whimpers, turning her face into

an image of Romany's face flashes before my eyes.

No.

my biceps

I th-think she is," Simone babbles. "I only saw her for a second, but she was alive when I did. It was Damien that was

*Well, thank fuck.*

Bruno. "If you plan on bringing this one with us when we leave you better make sure she

up and

snap, then make a mad dash for the service elevators. I catch a glimpse of myself

corner, the blood that stretches across the carpet sends a lightning bolt of fear into

my gun on my chest. He stands there, arms crossed, chin lifted, smug as a duck in the water.

so that he's no longer disrespecting me, he doesn't answer and where I come from, it

killed him. And

draw my piece and shoot the floor at

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