MATTEO
I pulled the phone from my ear to stare at the caller ID again, making sure it was Vito who called and not someone else. Did he have a twin?
Placing it back, I asked, "That's why you called?"
"Yes, sir."
Well, damn! Just what the heck did she do that made my loyal dog question my orders? "Your order was simple," was it her face? Did she cry? That cry face was beautiful and irresistible -- charming too seeing as how I f****d her in the alley without thinking.
"Pick her up and take her back to the house."
"Yes, boss. I'm really sorry-"
What did she have in that junk that she needed anyways? "Fine. Take her there and bring her back as soon as possible. Don't make me call you."
"Okay, boss."
I hung up, tossing the phone aside just when the door opened. I didn't remember hearin
