Jacoby wanted to be anywhere but there. She honestly wished for the first time in a long time that Devon wasn't in jail. Then her interaction with her shit head of a step-brother would have never happened. She knew he was coming after her even before she said anything and it honestly pissed her off that he thought he could talk to her the way he was.
"That's right princess, you keep hiding behind daddy." he called after her and she just kept walking letting out a scoff at his words. "Every time someone says something you don't like, go right ahead and threaten them with daddy's name." he scoffed grabbing her arm and spinning her to face him. She held his eyes right back fearlessly. "Tell me, does daddy know that his little girl is a whore that fucks anything with a pulse?" he asked a wicked smirk on his lips and she simultaneously hated and wanted him at the same time ever if it was fucked up.
She ripped her arm from his grip and it took her half a second respond by kneeing him between the legs. A wicked smirk on her lips as she watched him double over in pain. She wasn't going to put up with his shit or his cruel words. The thing with Coby was she was used to getting her way, people didn't tell her no, men in particular didn't talk to her the way Tony seemed to think he could.
She grabbed a handful of his hair yanking his neck back so he was forced to look at her."Touch me again, I'll make sure your ass is out on the streets tonight." she spat "Whore is a nasty word." she spat. "I prefer promiscuous." she breathed. "Go back upstairs Ant, do what you do best and pretend you have no fucking emotions. Fuck thoes girls, get high, and kick them out in the morning." she practically ordered. "I'll go upstairs and I'll drink myself until I black out. We'll pretend this didn't happen." she said before releasing his hair and turning away
He felt the bottle go flying by him, but he didn't even flinch. He simply smirked as it shattered against the wall in front of him. She was stupid for chasing after him, she was even more stupid for trying to start a fight with him. She wouldn't win. There was no one there to save her. Hell he hadn't seen her brother all night and Killian couldn't stop Vinny if he wanted to. Vinny's father was his employer and when it came to his kids, Vincenzo protected them and never questioned them.
"You're a fucking asshole." She spat her tone dark and he merely smirked as he paused, keeping his back to her as he lit himself a new cigarette taking a long drag off it like he was amused by her. "You don't know shit about me, don't act like you do." He turned to face her then, looking her over, not like he wanted her, but like he could see through her. "And the next time you fucking touch me, I'll fucking kill you." she spat venom dripping from every word.
He didn't speak at first he looked up at her, his eyes on hers a cocky smirk on his face as he let out a breath of smoke. Vinny was an incredible human being actually. He could tell a lot about a person by the way they dress or how they talked, it was a trait he'd inherited by his father. He picked up on little thing, that you forgot you even did, he could judge you and ninety-nine percent of the time be spot on. He moved at a leisurely pace across the room towards her, like he had all the time in the world. His full attention her like there wasn't a huge party going on around them.
He paused in front of her holding her eyes, his smirk had faded as a more serious look covered his face. "know you have pretty vivid nightmares." he stated his voice low so only she could hear him. "That your terrified to love anything." he breathed taking a drag off his cigarette. "You like attention, you crave danger." he smirked as he placed his cigarette between her lips and walked her backwards until her back was pressed against the wall. He lend in close so their lips were almost touching. "I know you hate being told your beautiful, cause you already know you are and that you can't stand your mother." he said as simply as if she had it written all over her body.
"I also know that your heart is racing in your chest, because this right now is hot as hell and you know it." he whispered against her lips. "Tell me again Kitten, tell me to stop pretending I know you. I'm not pretending. I know a lot more about you than you think." he breathed holding her eyes. he took a step-back then, taking his cigarette back and taking a long drag off of it. "I touched you again, you gonna kill me?" he taunted.