Sotza's words echoed through her brain in a constant loop. Ask me for the world. What if she did? Then what. Would he give it to her? Was he implying that if he fell in love with her that he would give her anything she wanted? Would he grant her freedom if that's what she asked for? Vee's head spun with the possibilities. She never once thought to cultivate his attentions.
When Vee was younger, in her late teens and early twenties, she'd been forced to do things she wasn't proud of. She had no skills, no education. The only thing she had was beauty, a sharp mind and extensive knowledge of the Miami criminal world. She'd done what she could to exploit that world, but it had slowly chipped away at the good things inside her until she was certain they no longer existed. Sotza said she had he
