Victoria wanted something from me that I never gave her. She was the one who kept trying to force herself into a place she never had, and that was what made her a threat. It wasn’t because she was loud or reckless because she was none of that and it wasn’t because she wasn’t beautiful because she was. She was actually one of the baddest bitches I’d ever laid eyes on, but she was dangerous because she still wanted more and when a woman is emotional they couldn’t be trusted. I knew she took the throne and with enough pressure built up it would be a matter of time before she got pressured into coming for me. I pulled one of my encrypted phones out my pocket and stared at the screen for a second before I hit her number. It rang a few times before she answered.
“Hello?” She answered still sounding sweet, but strong like she knew she was a ruler, yet it still had that softness and hidden accent.
“Don’t hang up,” I said knowing that she wouldn’t, it was just all a part of the game.
Silence.
Then, “Dom?” She asked.
“Yeah, it’s me.”
There was another pause.
“You have some nerve calling me.” she snapped.
I leaned back against the railing and looked out over the city again. “Probably,” I said lighting a joint and exhaling before taking a swig of Remy.
“What do you want?” she sighed. I could tell in her voice she really wasn’t bitter for real, but she had to play the role.
“Just checking on you.” I lied. It was really all a part of the game.
That got a dry little laugh out of her. “Checking on me?” she repeated. “Now?”
“Yeah.”
“After everything that has happened?”
I took another sip of my drink ignoring that comment. “You good?”
“You don’t get to ask me that.”
“Why not?” I quizzed sounding concerned.
“Because you made it very clear I was never important.”
I rubbed my jaw slowly with one hand. “Victoria, I’m calling, ain’t I?”
“That doesn’t mean anything.”
“Maybe it do. You know I’m not a man who likes to waste time or play games. You know that.”
She got quiet after that. I could hear music somewhere in the background on her end and it sounded like people talking and a bunch of glasses clinking.
“Have you seen the news?” I asked.
“I always see the news when it comes to you. Seems like you’ve been in the news. Por qué tanto?”
That made me smirk a little because she sounded irritated and hurt too. “I’m good,” I said. “In case you were wondering but to answer your question, I’m not sure why so much lately. It comes with the life.”
“I wasn’t really wondering.”
“You’re lying, you asked.”
“No,” she said softly. “I’m not.”
I stayed quiet for a second because that was the thing about Victoria. She always meant what she said. Even when she shouldn’t have. “How things treating you over there?” I asked.
“It’s been busy, different.” She admitted like it was hard to do so.
