The Artist and the Boss

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"Wait boss! I'm sorry! I can make it up to you!"

"Hm…" Giovanni Romano, the most notorious Mafia boss in all of America, had had one of his henchmen on his knees, bloody and beaten.

"Hm.. I don't know will. You've disappointed me many, many times." He slung his battery over his shoulder. "You got one of your brothers killed.. You ratted us out to the police.. Then you try to kill me? The boss? Papa?"

The man held his head down in shame "B-Boss please have mercy!"

Gio smiled his signature, sadistic grin "What kind of boss would I be if I showed mercy?" He brought his bat down on the man's head, repeatedly bashing his head in. He stopped and stared at the man's body. His smile widened.

A handful of his workers were behind him, terrified. They knew never to cross boss, or they'd end up in a garbage bag somewhere.

"Hey, you all. Get rid of this body."

The workers nodded and started to dispose of the body. Gio looked at his watch. "Ah, time to go home and see my little girl" He smiled to himself. He couldn't wait to see his little girl and tell her all about his "job"

He threw his bat in an unknown direction and walked out of the abandoned building he used for torture. He looked around until he spotted his car. He sighed in relief, thinking a random thug would try and steal it. He got in and started his drive home.

Once he arrived, he looked at his watch. "Its only 8?" He smiled "I still have time to make food"

He walked in and looked around. "Valley? Are you in here?" He walked into the living room and heard a faint giggle. He smiled "Ah I wonder where my little dolcezza is? Is she under the table?"

Valentina giggled again, proving Gio that she was under the table.

"If she's not here then I guess she doesn't want her padre cooking her favorite style of pasta"

"No!" She got from under the table "I want you to make spaghetti please!"

Gio smiled and patted her head "Of course, of course." He took his shoes off, finally, and went to the kitchen. He put on his apron and started to make dinner

"Padre! Padre!"

"Yes dolcezza?"

"How was your day at work?"

"It was fine. A lot of number and typing involved today"

Valentina smiled. "Working as an account is pretty hard"

Gio nodded. He dared not let his daughter know he was in the mafia. He knew she'd be scared of him, probably scared enough to run away.

"Dolcezza, go take a shower, ok? By the time you're done dinner will be ready"

"Yay!" She smiled and ran upstairs.

He smiled and continued cooking.

After her shower, she came downstairs to have dinner. They watched kids movies together, then she was upstairs to get ready for bed.

"How about we have a nice day out tomorrow? Just me and you" He tucked her in

"I'd love that padre!" She closed her eyes "We'll have lots of fun"

"Yea" He kissed her head and went off to his own room to sleep.