Paid in Full (Vitale Brothers, #2)

by Brea Alepoú

I walked over to the hose in the corner of the warehouse and turned it on. Ice-cold water kissed my skin, making me jump. “Shit! Why can’t we get a good shower installed in these places?” “That wouldn’t be suspicious at all,” Enzo said. “A shower in a random warehouse full of your pubes.” I glared at him. “What do you think I’m gonna do? Shave my balls in there?” Enzo and Benito exchanged a look before Enzo nodded. “That’s exactly what you would do.” “Keep going, Enzo. No, I want you to. You’re going to get a fist in your face.” “I don’t recommend it,” Enzo said with a shrug. “We both know how fast my knife is.”

“Yes, sir. Sorry, sir.” He stared at me for a minute longer, and I raised a brow. “I know my dick is mesmerizing. Want to suck it?” His eyes widened. “No, sir!” “Why? You don’t like the way my dick looks?” “I— um, that’s not it at all, sir.” “So you do like the way it looks?” His eyes darted around wildly, looking for someone to save him before they came back to me. “It’s a perfectly nice cock, sir.” “Gross,” I said, smacking him upside the head. “Don’t stare at my dick, newbie. Get the fuck out of here. And don’t come back without my goddamn clothes!” I shouted as he scrambled away.

“Are you okay?” “Yeah, just peachy. I’m catching up with my best friend, the goddamn toilet.”

“I’m doing that,” I retorted through gritted teeth. “But I also don’t want to die the next time I have to work.” Benito glared at me. “You’re ungrateful.” “I’m grateful to my toilet for always having my back!”

“Giancarlo!” My eyes widened as a car swerved past us, honking and flipping us off. Giancarlo rolled the window down and hung his head out. “You fuck your mother with that finger?”

“Gin?” “Get from behind the wheel, Ash.” “I didn’t hit all of the cones.” Giancarlo shook his head. “You missed three of them. I wouldn’t call that great.” He got out of the car and bent over. “Fuck, I think I’m going to puke.” I was up and out of the car in seconds. “Are you okay?” “No, I saw my life flash before my eyes. Oh God, I haven’t had nearly enough sex.” “Gin, I wasn’t that bad.” “I nearly shit myself.”