Jacoby looked at herself in the broken mirror, her reflection was distorted and she hated it because that's exactly how she felt. All she wanted to do was be with Tony. He made her feel alive, made her feel young and reckless, he made her want to live. For a moment she'd entertained the thought of asking him to run away with her. Even if it was for a month or six month, it was only a matter of time before her father found her. The point was thought it would be the a rush and she'd feel incredible and the consequences wouldn't matter. This wasn't some coming of age teen movie though, this was real life and she quickly shook the idea.
"I didn't mean it when I called you a whore. I was angry." he admitted and her jaw clenched as she fixed herself up a bit so she didn't look like a complete mess. She hated when he said things like that, it made her want him that much more. "You're not a whore, I'm just an asshole." she rolled her eyes, sinking quickly into her bitchy persona, so that she could push away her emotions and pretend that he'd been nothing more then a cheap fuck. She was way too good at that, she did it with her feelings for Victoria, she pretended to love Devon, and she could pretend that Anthony was only worth the sex.
She slipped out of the bathroom and glanced to him. "Ant, you really shouldn't say things you don't mean." she said simply. "Because other girls might believe you." she said like she was giving him a piece of advice. "Don't try apologizing babe, it doesn't sound good coming from you." she smirked wickedly. "I'm leaving if you intend on getting a ride home, let's go." she breathed before slipping out of the trailer without waiting for him.
She slipped into the driver's seat of her car. She waited for him to get in before they were headed back to the house. She turned up the music loud enough that they couldn't talk. She couldn't talk to him not if she had any intention of pretending they hadn't just spent several hours having incredibly hot sex. Once they pulled into the driveway she got out without another word and slipped into the house first so that no one would see them together.
When she got upstairs Victoria was gone and she was thankful for that. Devon wasn't home and she was silently grateful for that. She showered until the water ran cold, before she got out and got ready for the day. She was running off of no sleep, but that wasn't unusual for her. She'd done several lines of coke and tried to keep herself busy b cleaning her room, yet no matter what she did, she couldn't quite shake the thought of Anthony.
"Red." she heard Devon call her and she turned to him, putting on a fake smile as she ran over to him wrapping her arms around her neck and kissing him hard. "It was only one night baby." he breathed against her lips with a wicked smirk. "As much as I don't want to leave you, your brother has a job for us, but tonight you and me all night." he breathed kissing her hard slipping his tongue past her lips. "I'll be back." he promised and she nodded hating that he was already leaving and she had nothing to distract her from Anthony. After Devon left she slipped down stairs grabbing a bottle of liquor and hopping up on to the counter. All the guys were gone, which mean aside from Kiera if she was there, the house was empty, which was honestly an eerie feeling.
"Yeah, I know. I can handle him though." she said simply and he wasn't going to push it anymore. He honestly hated the thought of her with him, now that he'd had her. He hated that he'd actually be jealous when he saw them together and the thought alone was already driving him crazy. She pulled him in for one last hard kiss and he smirked against her lips. "Let me know when you want to cache in on that favor I owe you." she breathed before slipping out the door and he couldn't help but smirk.
He did a few lines of coke from his father's stash, before he slipped out of the room a bit later. He made his way upstairs and sure enough his father had called. He was quick to call him back, he reassured his father that they had it handled. He slipped into the shower, where Trixie had proceeded to try and fight with him and question where he'd been, but he quickly shut her up by fucking her. After they were finished he got dressed.
He slipped back down stairs to his Father's Office running into Devon who was coming into the house. They slipped into the office together. They were getting a shipment in today and they all needed to be at the warehouse to make sure that the deal went down well. Devon disappeared then to let Coby he was out. Vinny really didn't want to deal with Killian or Anthony. However Killian was one of their best, while Vinny's father insisted that Vinny condition Anthony to be his second in command when Vinny took over.
Eventually though Devon managed to get Killian and Anthony and the four of them were headed to an abandoned warehouse a few miles off the Vegas strip. Honestly the four of them just looked dangerous and unapproachable. They pulled into the parking lot and head inside the warehouse were several more of the lower mafia gunmen were waiting. Watching Vinny work was honestly incredible, sure he was only nineteen and he was out of control, but when he was at work he was serious and he was incredibly smart.
The man they were meeting was part of the Mexican cartel which meant he was just as dangerous as his father, maybe even a little more ruthless if that was possible. "Reaper, Killer shipment."he said simply ordering Devon and Killian to count the shipment and make sure everything was there, careful not to use their real names. He walked over to Adolfo, the man they were doing the deal with and he started speaking in Spanish, talking to the man. Several of their men stood around him and Tony making sure they were completely protected.
"Pay attention Ace." he said glancing to Tony. "My father seems to think you'd be a good second in command. I'm not explaining sit, so I hope your fast learner." Vinny smirked before he glanced to Devon who gave him the signal that the shipment was all there. Vinny simply motioned and was handed a large briefcase full of money, one of Adolfo's men took the briefcase as he started counting the money.