[Bonus] What if Damian was in the mafia? (Part 2)

"No. I'm not getting your mess on my car seats. You can wait until we get to the yacht," I say firmly and Vinny sighs.

"Please daddy! I'll clean it up after I promise!"

"Say another word and I'll have you thrown over the yacht with concrete tied to your feet," I say coldly and he frowns. He crosses his arms facing away from me as I light a cigarette and I roll my eyes at his pettiness.

We get to the docks and I wait for the driver to open my door before I start walking to the boat. I notice Vinny isn't following me and I turn around to see him still in the car. I sigh loudly and walk back to the car, leaning in the open doorway as the driver stands awkwardly.

"Get out," I say firmly and he shakes his head like a brat.

"No, you can go without me," he says angrily. I sigh even louder and throw my tab away before I lean in the car and pick Vinny up over my shoulder. He fights against me but I carry him all the way to my bedroom on the yacht as he kicks and screams for me to put him do