Marcus grins against my neck. “Just say the fucking word, babe, and I’ll give you anything you want.”
32
“Stupid fucking wolf,” I scream, slamming through the back door of the massive DeAngelis family mansion and taking off at full speed after Dill, the bane of my existence. He bolts toward the thick forest that runs directly behind the property and a frustrated, gurgled scream tears from the back of my throat.
My bright purple, ten inch, silicone suction cup dick hangs from his wolfy mouth, and I want nothing more than to beat his bitch ass with it. I swear to God, the second this wolf decided to make me part of his little pack, he’s been going out of his way just to mess with me.
“Get back here you big turd,” I scream, knowing damn well that he’s racing out to hide my purple, veiny cock with all the other shit he’s stolen from me over the past few days. “If you leave teeth marks on that bad boy, I swear, I’m gonna slap you with it.”
That goddamn wolf! I’d never touch a strand of fur on his body, but shit, it feels good to threaten abuse right now.
I bet he fucking loves watching me race after him with his little wolfy giggle. He knows damn well I’ll never be able to catch him. I can only imagine what the boys would think of this if they knew what kind of fresh hell their little wild pet was giving me. Doe, on the other hand, is a complete angel, and as long as I supply her with the goods, then she keeps coming through with the love. Not Dill though, he’s a fucking mutt. It’s almost comical that the thing he’s currently racing off with is exactly what he was named after. Perhaps he figured it out and that’s exactly why he’s punishing me. I wouldn’t put it past him, Dill and Doe are some of the most intelligent creatures I’ve ever met.
It’s been three days since we stormed the mansion, three days since Giovanni took off, and three days since anybody has heard from him. In the real world, I’d be thrilled not to have heard from that piece of shit, but right now, it scares the life out of me. Not hearing from him means that he’s biding his time, putting a plan together, and waiting to strike. Giovanni won’t stay down for long. His kingdom is being threatened and he won’t go down without a fight, but he should be warned, his kingdom is already ours.
I’ve done whatever I can to try and put the impending war to the back of my head. I’ve showered myself in the luxurious riches this mansion holds. The first night was fun, exploring the mansion, learning all its exquisite little secrets, and seeing the rooms the boys grew up in despite them being as plain as a ham sandwich. Day two was about playing dress up and seducing the boys with all the pretty little things I could find in what is now my closet. It was exciting at first, dressing the part of the perfect mafia bitch to stand by their side, but it's getting old fast. I’ve had my fun, and while I’ll take full advantage of the things in that closet as much as I possibly can, it’s not me. While those clothes make me feel like the most heavenly creature on earth, it almost makes me feel like a stranger in my own skin. I’ll take an old tank and sweats any day over clothes that are uncomfortable and shoes that give me blisters.
My feet pound against the manicured grass as I sprint after Dill and as he breaks out into the thick forest behind the property, he slows just enough to make me think I’ve got a chance. The forest is thick and overgrown and I can only imagine what scary little nightmares have gone down between these trees. This forest would be a goldmine for the cops, assuming they had the balls to actually go after Giovanni, but what’s the point? He’ll be dead and buried before they get the chance.
A brief thought flickers through my mind that I probably should have mentioned something to the boys about me taking off after the wolf, but where’s the fun in that? Had I stopped to chat, Dill would have been long gone and my chance of getting all my things back would have bounded away with him. Besides, I’ll be ten minutes at most. If the boys really want to panic over ten minutes, then that’s on them. I stuck by them after they did horrendous things to me, so if they think I’m about to run now, they’ve got another thing coming.
“DILL?” I call out, the thickening woods creating a canopy over my head and blocking out the natural sunlight. I look around, trying to figure out which way to go. “DILL? Come on. This was fun for like … three seconds. Give me my dick back.”