60. The Don's Soft Spot

MATTEO’s POV

As Carter spoke, I found myself staring at him. My mind drifted away completely, and I couldn't help but feel a smile forming on my face. She was perfect. Remembering the night before, I realized I had let my guard down, but I was okay with it.

I was tired of pretending to be tough with her. My dad had been right; deep down, I was as soft as jelly. That's how Daya always toyed with my emotions.

“Boss? Boss…”. I heard a faint voice call out, but I was still caught up in my head. The way she moaned under me, Her lips, undulating as she repeated my name.

I sighed contentedly and leaned back in my seat, a proud smile gracing my face. I knew I had stirred something within her. Something I was sure Dennis could never evoke.

“Matteo?”. I looked at him, and I saw a confused look on his face. “You missed the entire meeting. What were you thinking?”.

“About my wife”. I said, wearing a proud smirk.