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fuckin’ door, and left it at that.
Not only were employees out there but so were customers! I want this to be a
fuckin’ clean club, Larry. You got that?”
    Cocking his lips aside, he nodded, “Yeah, I got that.”
    “Good.”
    It was going to be a long fucking night.
    ***
    We all hung around in the VIP room, waiting for Lou to
arrive. No one had said a word for the past forty minutes as we all sat there
silently wondering why the meeting was called. Lou never asked to meet with all
of us at once, unless it was something of the utmost importance. I grabbed
myself a second drink and realized that the ice machine was broken. After
making a phone call to one of the maintenance men, I downed the warmth of the
smooth whisky in one shot. I knew that I should have stopped drinking, but it too
was difficult. Liquor was my solace, my time away from all the bullshit, my
only escape until I met Mia, but Mia wasn’t there at that moment, and I needed
something to ease my mind from the hell-hole issue I called Lou.
    Jimmie glanced my way and raised a brow. I knew he hated it when
I drank, but the waiting game was beginning to bore me, and, even though I
shouldn’t have done it, I poured myself another drink. That’s when Lou walked
in with his nephew, Giovanni Sorrento. I hadn’t seen Gio in years. Last I’d
heard of him, he was involved in a bad deal and skipped town. Now he was suddenly
back from out of the blue . . . which only meant Lou was up to no good.
    Lou made his rounds of acknowledgments, while Gio made his way
towards me. He looked exactly the same, a younger version of Lou: dark hair,
olive skin, and the same cockiness about his persona. Since Lou never had
children of his own, he always took care of his nephew like a son. Anyone that
fucked with Gio was taken care of, no questions asked.
    He reached his hand out to me with a grin. “Marky, hey how you
been?” I took his hand, and he pulled me in for a quick hug.
    “I’m good. How ’bout you? You back for good or just visiting?”
    “Oh, you know, visiting, but it may be permanent.” He laughed. “So
I hear you’re settling down now. When will I be able to meet this woman of
yours?”
    Buddy walked up beside us and shook Gio’s hand. Then he faced me
with a wiseass grin. “He keeps her hidden. I haven’t met her yet, and it’s more
like pussy whipped than settled down.”
    Arching a brow at Buddy, I stepped into him. “Shut the fuck up,
Buddy! And you’ll never get to meet her, anyways.”
    Buddy’s expression grew cocky. “What’s wrong, Marky? Are you
afraid the minute she sets her eyes on me she’ll want to suck my cock instead
of yours?” He winked.
    Every fucking thing around me turned red. The sound of others
chatting went dead. My chest stilled as my fist clenched. My face burned as I
held my breath, afraid that once I blew out air I would attack. It didn’t work.
One minute, I was standing in front of Buddy. The next minute, I had gripped
him by the neck and had begun pounding his face against the wooden table. I
felt someone trying to pull me away, but I continued to smash his face along
the surface, grunting with each impact as blood splattered.
    Finally, I was pulled back and pinned down by Jimmie and Vinnie.
“Let me the fuck go, now!” I yelled, wrestling to be free.
    Buddy lifted his head from the table as blood gushed out of his
nose. He cupped his face with his hands. “What the fuck, Marky! I was joking
around with you.”
    “Yeah? Well that’ll fuckin’ teach you that I don’t take jokes
very fuckin’ lightly.”
    Everyone immediately turned their heads in the direction of the
door that just opened. The maintenance man stood by the doorway with seven
angry guys glaring at him. “Ah, um, I got a call that something’s broken?” His
voice was shaky.
    “Yeah, his fuckin’ nose!” I huffed out, pointing my head at
Buddy.
    Gio shook his head and stared me up and down laughing. “Well, I
can see your temper hasn’t