"Fuck that pillow," he growled, falling into place where Lust pulled him. She was growing impatient he knew. She also knew he had to keep talking until he was satisfied....and unless she peeled the phone from his ear it would be difficult. It was hard for Greed to have let Zoe go in the first place, this was torture to not see her. He wanted to pet and play with his toy. He would come up with a way. That was certain. He was creative.