ᴍᴏɴᴇʏ. ᴘᴏᴡᴇʀ. ɢʟᴏʀʏ.

                Her gaze dropped to the ground as a warm               smile found it’s place on her face. A simple               nod followed his words. It was nice to see               how much he cared, for the first time in a long               time getting to feel fatherly care. “I am well               aware of that and I will, in case it’s necessary.               For now, I’m good, thank you.”

          Tony was never good at feelings, this           being no exception. Nodding in return,           he licked his lips before speaking again.           "You're welcome, kid." Nodding again,           Tony clapped his hands together, ready           to change the subject; he really was quite           bad with emotions, especially his own. "So,           you're back in town. What do you want to do?           You choose and I'll pay."

             ”Um .. yeah, it’s okay. Im trying to get around             with the money that was bequeathed by Mom             when she — when she died, Sir.” 

          "If you need any help with money, I'd            be more than happy to help, Jess. Just            ask. Whatever you need, I can help." He            wasn't knowledgeable on how much she            had but his fatherly feelings towards the            girl were shining brightly through. 

  "Somehow I sincerely doubt the authenticity of your claims." It was so easy to poke holes in people’s defenses like this, hurt them where it was bleeding the most…

"And why is that?" Tony wasn't one to back down from people who did this to him, who questioned his character and who he was these days. It was an ego thing, a flaw really.

               ”It’s going wonderful.               Oh but yes of course!               As always.”

          "How about financially?            You good there, too?"

               ”Of course, I did. You know,               I’m busy.  College is hard.”

          "Oh yeah --. How's that            going for you? Getting            good grades?"

     ”That is nicely said, but I don’t fully believe you. The right people can help, but they can’t make you change. A change of attitude takes willpower. You need to want it. And if you only want it half-heartedly, you end up like someone who stops smoking a hundred times over. You don’t want to tell me, then?”

     "Do you really believe, then, that I haven't changed at all? I wanted to change, and I still do, but I think I'm doing pretty good at this point. And I told you, I have the right people in my life and I've wiped out almost all of the bad that used to be in it."

The fact that she was more than willing to do any and everything he said aroused the man, that much becoming obvious almost right away as she removed her shirt, his own already off by now. "Beautiful." He crawled over her now, the man hungrily taking her lips into an almost vicious kiss as he ground his body down against hers, especially his hips. Hands at her sides and sliding beneath her, he began to work at removing her bra.

  "Much better." Yes, he was being an asshole but what else was new. "Does it stun you that not everyone kisses your ass?"

This guy was unbelievable. "I'll have you know that not many people do that anymore. I've changed and so has the way people treat me."