Page 13 of Stolen Tutor

“What’s up, Boss?” He can read the tension off me, making him a bit unsettled, but not quite nervous. That’s why he’s the one I can trust to rule along side me.

“I’m telling you this because you’re my second, so I’m giving you a chance to redeem yourself.”

“Redeem myself?” His head jerks back as if I slapped him. Vittorio has never gotten on my bad side in all the years we’ve known each other.

I nod, twirling my letter opener in my hand. “Yes, I’m going to be marrying Lucy Masters, and I learned you were rude to her.”

He jumps to his feet, clearly offended on my niece’s behalf. “What? She came after Ms. Anna.” I give him a look filled with impatience, my meaning clear, so he takes his seat again.

“Frankly, I don’t believe she had any involvement in her father’s plans. Besides, I’m not giving her a choice when it comes to our relationship. She will be my wife and the mother of my children, and that’s final. I haven’t announced it to anyone yet, so I want it to remain hushed.” Pushing my chair back, I stand and smile. “Her father is going to lose it when he learns I married and bred his daughter. I will enjoy his suffering before I kill the bastard.”

“Good, I thought he was going to get a pass.”

“Fuck no. I know he’s the one who had my brother and sister-in-law killed. There will be no redemption or forgiveness.”

With the letter opener flat in my hand, I press my hands onto the desk and lean toward Vittorio, “Speaking of forgiveness, I expect you to treat Lucy as the lady of this house and with all the respect she deserves as my wife.”

Nodding, and with contrition on his face, he says, “I apologize for offending you.”

“I understand that your loyalty is to this family and now that includes Lucy.” I take my seat again, my mind going to Lucy and her fucking body as mine to do with what I please.

“Do you think you can get her to be your wife?” I understand where his confusion comes from because she has every reason to hate me, but my sweet little tutor has a treacherous little body that loves my touch. It bends to my will with ease.

“She will whether she likes it or not. I have two aces up my sleeve. She actually cares about my niece and the other…” I grin spreads over my face. “… well, that’s none of your business. Let’s just say I’m hoping to have a fucking ton of kids soon.”

He lets out deep knowing chuckle, shaking his head. “That will be great. This family needs to grow quickly.” Damn right it does. Vittorio needs a wife of his own so he can add to this family as well.

“Speaking of growing families, you need to find a wife as well.”

This time the laugh is sardonic. “One day I’ll find a woman to knock me on my ass, but it’s not any time soon.”

“Don’t wait too long, or you’ll be old as fuck, and no broad is going to want you unless it’s for your money.”

“I ain’t that old, Niccolò.” He’s only two years younger than me, so he’s got a couple of years before all the gray kicks in. At thirty, I’m fucking getting up there and luckily, not going to be too old when I have my first child. My brother was already thirty-four when Anna was born. We had a huge gap between us.

“It creeps on you fast,” I tease him. My phone beeps reminding me I have plans with Anna that I need to get to soon, I drop that talk and get to discussing other important matters. “Now to the next line of business. How are the shipments from Asia looking?”

“Everything is on schedule and not a delay in sight. We should be heading there to pick it up in an hour.” Thank fuck. I’m tired of having to deal with issues in shipping. Lately I’ve had a one delay after another, weather, or customs issues. Sometimes, I wonder if that asshole had a hand in the custom issues.

“Good, good. One more problem and Olivero is going to find himself at the bottom of his docks.” I’ve had enough of the excuses to last a lifetime.

“We have a meeting with Mayor Esposito tomorrow.” Another motherfucker who I’d like to learn more about. His usefulness has been waning lately, and I have the sinking feeling that his loyalty isn’t to our family.

“Yes, he and I need to have a talk. Also, I need you to get me information on the director for Anna’s school. His name is Mitchell Moore.” My chest burns thinking about the fucker and I want to rip out his heart with my bare hands, thinking I spoke to him while he was aiming for my prize.

He pulls out his phone and starts typing. “Anything in particular?”

“Everything. If he has any interest in Lucy, I’m going to kill him.”

“Understand.” The corners of Vittorio’s mouth slightly lift into a grin. He would love a good torture session. Still, there’s something else hidden in his amusement.

“What’s so funny?” I question my underboss with venom on my tongue, ready to tear him a new one.

“Nothing. I just think that she’s more than a piece of revenge. It’s good. I just hope she’s as sweet as she looks.”

I let out a sigh because my emotions confuse even myself. Deep inside, I’m betting she’s a fucking angel, but I’m not a fool. “I’m beginning to believe it, but I still have to see. It won’t change anything except I’ll enjoy punishing her until she learns that I’m the boss.”

“Fucking twisted.”

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