He must be joking about the piercing. I didn't even respond as I followed him outside. Enzo was already in the front seat, and the moment we got in, the car started. I slid into the back with Vito, and the car zoomed off like it had a mission.
I turned to Vito. He was already on his phone, scrolling or typing… I didn't know which. Probably giving orders, controlling something or someone, like he always did.
"You don't even let me have a phone," I muttered, not expecting a response.
He didn't say anything. He just kept pressing the damn screen like I didn't speak. Like I wasn't even there.
I sighed, already annoyed. "I'm not piercing anything on my belly button," I said a little louder, turning away from him to look out the window.
That got his attention. He stopped whateve
