Chapter Twenty-Six
There Were Truly Some Things You Could Not Un-see.
Vincent opened the door leading to Heaven itself. His mouth dropped open upon seeing all the women in sexy lingerie. There was nothing like sexy-ass chicks and thousands of dollars being thrown around.
“Holy fucking shit, is this real?” Amo said in awe.
“I think I’m in Heaven. Do you think this is where family men go to die?” Vincent asked, watching a woman swing down a pole.
“This is fucking Hell; that’s what this is. I still don’t fucking like it.” Nero sounded pissed.
Vincent and Amo looked at him like he was crazier than shit.
“Elle is going to fucking murder me. I am not fucking working down here. I’m going to kill Lucca for this.” Nero’s rage only grew as he turned to go back.
Amo quickly grabbed him. “You go and complain to Lucca about a job, and it will take years for you to move up to a Capo. Jobs down here are not given to men who haven’t even been made for a year. Don’t ruin this for us, man. You’re the boss’s son and the underboss’s brother. He will pull us all out if you fucking go.”
Nero pushed their hands off him, nodding in agreement.
Thank you, God. Vincent had been worried his friend would bail on him, and he wasn’t sure if he could ever forgive him if he took away this piece of Heaven right after he had finally gotten it.
Their eyes were drawn to a squeaking noise as a woman slid down the pole slowly while doing the splits.
“Nope, can’t fucking do it.” Nero turned back around.
That time, Vincent grabbed him. “Please, man, I am begging you. This is the easiest and highest-paying job we’ve had. All we have to do is stand against the wall and make sure no one lays a hand on the girls unless they pay to. It’s not like you tell Elle about the jobs you do, anyways. This one will be no different.” When Nero didn’t look like he was going to budge, Vincent decided to play the guilt trip. “Who helped you fuck-up everyone who ever looked at Elle wrong? We did. Now, for fuck’s sake, man, help us out. At least let me fuck a couple of them. Please.”
“Fuck! You two fuckers better pray she doesn’t find out about this.” Nero still wasn’t happy.
One thing is for damn sure, he thought as he took in his surroundings, I am going to need to thank Lucca and God.
Dear Mafia Father, thank you for letting me into Mob Heaven.
Nero looked over at Vincent as he whispered to himself. “Fuck, Vincent; are you praying again?”
* * *
Lake really wished she had gone to the bathroom before she had gotten dressed in the tight clothes which were cutting off her circulation. She had been working for almost a full business week, making her feel a little proud. Well, as proud as you can get working down here.
Thankfully, Sadie kept her in the same style of clothing, liking the whole innocent look on her. At that moment, she wore a lighter shade of pink corset which had a black silk bow between her breasts paired with light pink, ruffled booty shorts which seemed to always get smaller and black stockings with black silk bows to match. She still had to wear the same huge black pumps, but her feet were finally becoming numb and used to the whole thing like Maria had said.
The week had been really hard on her. She would work herself to death then go straight home to sleep and repeat the whole thing over again. It felt like the life had been sucked out of her, not being able to recognize the person staring back in the mirror.
The last time Lake had seen her father was when she had gone to Dante’s office. She would call him every day, but he would always text her that he would see her later. She was worried sick that something might be wrong with him, so she had decided to go see Dante after her shift to ask about him.
She also hadn’t spent more than maybe twenty dollars’ worth of her tips, so she planned to give all her tip money to Dante to help pay off her father’s debt. Lake figured if he got all her tips on top of her salary, she wouldn’t be working for him for the rest of her life. She was going to do whatever it took to pay him off as fast as possible, even if that meant living off dimes and nickels in the process. She was used to that, anyway.
Making sure her makeup and big hair looked suitable, she headed to the front of the huge dressing room, needing to use the restroom before her shift.
Turning the corner, she ran right into two bodies which were blocking the bathroom door. “Sorr—”
“Holy fuck. Lake?” Amo couldn’t keep his eyes from everywhere except her face.
Oh, no.
“Shit.” Nero sneaked a knock on the bathroom door.
Oh, no.
Lake needed to escape. She tried to quickly pass them to run in the bathroom before she vomited the little bit of food she had in her belly.
“Doll, you really, really don’t want to go in there.” Amo moved to completely block the door.
It’s coming up! Quickly, she put her hand over her mouth to keep from hurling.
“Oh, fuck that.” Amo dodged out of the way like he weighed a hundred pounds.
“Coming in!” Nero yelled, giving her a wide berth.
Lake quickly flung open the door, her hand dropping to the side along with her mouth.
“Vincent?” She blinked her eyes a couple of times, hoping it was only a terrible illusion.
Vincent pulled his mouth away from the woman sucking on his lips and zipped up his fly. “Lake?” He turned around, revealing a platinum-blonde with huge, naked, perfect boobs which could poke your eyes out.
“Kim?” She wished she said her name while looking at her face. Of all the girls there, Kim was the bitchiest, not even giving Lake the time of day.
“Is she your girlfriend?” Kim asked Vincent.
Vincent stood there in shock, clearly not knowing whether he should be more surprised by the situation or the fact that Lake was dressed like a porn star as he looked her up and down.
“No, and I highly doubt she ever will be now,” Amo muttered behind them.
“I tried to fucking warn you,” Nero told him.
Lake felt the world starting to spin as the bile rose once again from her stomach. “I think I’m gonna…”
Kim strutted toward her, loving the fact that she could show off her boobs to three good-looking men. “Get the fuck out of here, new girl. We’re busy.”
Lake could no longer think or hold the sickness down in her stomach. The unfortunate target? Two huge tits.
A high-pitched scream filled the air.
There were truly some things you could not un-see.