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Okay, fine, whatever.

"I still want a nap."

Carmine smiled once again, but this time I was the recipient. "Yes, Boss."

I liked the way that sounded.

Chapter Twenty-Three

~ Anthony ~

"Cara mia?"

"Here," I called out as I hurried out of my study. "I'm here."

I hadn't seen Vito in three very long, very lonely days. He'd been away on a business trip getting things set up in Asia for the shipping contract we had signed with Vinnie. I hated to let him go alone, but I had been needed here.

While I was settling in, there were still things that needed to be done, people that had to be dealt with, and more paperwork than I had ever wanted to see in my life.

If people thought being the head of a mafia family was easy, they were insane. I was pretty sure I'd put in as much work since I'd taken over as I did in the three jobs I had before.

As soon as I spotted Vito standing in the grand entrance, I raced over and jumped into his arms. Vito laughed as he caught me, his hands going under my ass so he could lift me up.

Boris, who had just returned to work after healing from his injuries glanced away, but not without a small smile spreading his lips. I had been really glad to learn he had lived through the crash. I had been sure the kidnappers had killed him.

"Hi," I whispered as I looped my arms around Vito's neck. "Did everything go okay?"

Vito gave a quick nod. "It went fine. If our people do their jobs right, Vinnie will be happy. Did everything go okay here?"

"Sort of?"

Vito cocked an eyebrow.

"Okay, okay, I might have, kind of, sort of, agreed to host the next gay convention here at the end of the month."

Vito rolled his eyes as he started carrying me toward the study. "You can't keep calling it the gay convention, Tony."

"Can too."

I could call it whatever I wanted to.

I was the boss.

Vito carried me into the study, kicked the door closed with his foot, and then walked around to sit in the large leather chair behind my desk. he settled me on his lap and then threaded his fingers through my hair, grabbing a fistful.

I smirked when he yanked my head back. "Miss me?"

"Maybe a little," Vito said before settling his lips over mine.

I was just starting to get into the kiss when someone knocked on the door. "Seriously? You've been here thirty seconds." It would be nice if they gave us a little time to get reacquainted.

Vito moved me so that I was sitting sideways on his lap instead of straddling it, not a move I was in favor of by the way, and then called out, "Come."

The door opened and Carmine walked in followed closely by Roman. It was very rare to see the two men more than a few feet apart. I was happy for them, especially since Carmine was no longer harping on Vito about gay people.

"Oh hey, glad you stopped by," I said. "Vinnie and Luca wanted me to let you know that everything has finally been cleared up with the Romano family. They are paying fifty million dollars in compensation to each family involved in that mess my mother and her husband created."

"That's good," Carmine replied, "but that doesn't negate the fact that one of their family didn't adhere to the family veil rule. It's going to take more than money to get back what they lost in this case."

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