Anger, fear, anguish, confusion.

Babysitting the Mafia’s Heir

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Chapter 8: Anger, fear, anguish, confusion.

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By seven, they're both full from their dinner - and what a dinner it was. Jesse is not sure he's eaten that good in a long time.

All the food was already prepped or plated, and all he had to do was heat it up or follow the last few instructions, which actually proved to be a little difficult in such a high tech kitchen.

So many knobs, so many buttons. But he managed to figure it out with the help of Indor and a couple of texts to Ivanov, who was actually almost as clueless as him, considering they had a chef.

A chef.

Jesse eventually ousted Ivanov away and got it sorted.

He's got his arm stretched over the back of the couch behind Iandor, the TV playing an animated movie that neither are all that interested in, and Jesse has got one popsicle in his mouth, and the other in the hand behind Iandor as the kid draws lines onto the tablet.

They've been at it for the last forty-five minutes, Iandor creating a