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Chapter 45 — Come Home
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2026-09-14 14:30:28
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The Mafia Boss’s Tiny Trouble Chapter 45 — Come Home
“Who won?" "Salvatore," Enzo’s voice drifted from behind a nearby hedge. "He bet you’d actually get the words out in under two minutes. Pretty generous estimate of your composure, if you ask me."Mia paused, blinking. She hadn't even made it through the front door yet. She had just pulled into the driveway, the evening light hitting the pavement in deep, honey-gold streaks, and there was Dante—standing on the front steps, looking like he couldn’t handle another five seconds of waiting for her to park."You're acting like it's been a year," Mia laughed, climbing out of the car. He didn't answer with words. He just crossed the distance between them in a few strides and scooped her up into a hug that lifted her clean off the ground."It felt like one," he murmured."It was a week, Dante.""A very long week." He set her down, but he didn't let go. He just looked at her, studying her face like he was trying to memorize it all over again, even though they'd spent the last seven days talki
The Mafia Boss’s Tiny Trouble Chapter 44 — The Mafia's Intervention
Dante woke up on the morning of Mia’s return to the sound of a string quartet tuning up in his backyard.When he walked outside, he found Enzo standing in the middle of what had apparently become a full-blown production overnight. There were rows of white folding chairs lined up along the garden path, a floral arbor set up by the fountain that had clearly cost a fortune on short notice, and four very confused musicians standing next to a massive gold banner that screamed: WILL YOU MARRY DANTE MORETTI?"Enzo.""Boss! Glad you're up. We've got about two hours before she gets back, which is plenty of time to finish the—""Enzo, what the hell is all this?""The proposal, boss! The real deal. The one you actually deserve." Enzo gestured proudly to the chaos, completely ignoring the look of pure murder on Dante’s face. "I know you said you wanted something small, but I started thinking... small doesn't really fit everything you two have been through, right? This is a love story, boss. It ne
The Mafia Boss’s Tiny Trouble Chapter 43 — The Don's Confession
"Absolutely not," Dante said. He stared at the jewelry catalog Enzo had sprawled across the desk with the kind of excitement usually reserved for a million-dollar deal. "I am not proposing with a ring shaped like a rose.""It's romantic, boss.""It's tacky.""You run a criminal empire out of a house with a lion-shaped fountain. You don't get to talk about tacky."Dante slammed the catalog shut, rubbing his temples. In the last three days, he’d realized that planning a proposal with his entire senior staff helping was way more draining than any actual gang negotiation he’d ever been in."I want something simple," he said. "Something that actually fits her. Not something that looks like it came out of a brochure.""Simple," Marco repeated, thinking it over. "Like what, exactly?"Dante actually stopped to think about it. He pushed the catalog aside and pictured Mia—not some perfect version of her, but the real woman. The woman who had walked through his front door and immediately told hi
The Mafia Boss’s Tiny Trouble Chapter 42 — The Empty Mansion
"He said 'good morning' to the picture."Enzo didn't look away from the hallway. "He did. Right there in the entryway. Just stared at the frame and said it."Marco leaned against the kitchen doorframe, frowning. "He’s actually losing it, isn't he?""He rearranged the study twice yesterday," Enzo whispered. "Twice. In one day. Normal people don't do that, Marco. Either he's having a breakdown or he's completely gone.""He's not sleeping either," Marco added. "I caught him in the kitchen at three a.m. just standing there. He wasn't even making coffee. Just... standing.""Should we say something?"Marco sighed. "If we do, he’ll just pretend he has no idea what we’re talking about, and it’ll be awkward for everyone. Let's just leave it."They didn't leave it.That evening, Enzo found Dante at his desk. The boss had been staring at the same shipping manifest for forty minutes, though he hadn't actually turned the page once."Boss," Enzo ventured. "You've been on that same page for a while.
The Mafia Boss’s Tiny Trouble Chapter 41 — Goodbye
"It's only a week," Mia said. She was folding shirts into her suitcase with that same focused energy she put into everything, but she paused when she saw Dante hovering in the doorway. He had the look on his face of a man who had already decided a week was far too long to survive."I know how long a week is.""You're looking at me like I said a year.""I didn't say anything.""Your face is screaming it." Mia set the shirt down and walked over to him, resting her hand on his chest. "My father is finally moving out of the old place now that the debt is settled. He asked if I'd help him pack and find something smaller—a place that actually feels like a fresh start instead of a warehouse for old collection notices. I want to do this for him, Dante. And honestly, I need to do it for myself. I need to actually be there to close that chapter of my life, not just hear about it later.""I get it. I really do." Dante sounded like he was trying to be reasonable, but his shoulders were still tigh
The Mafia Boss’s Tiny Trouble Chapter 40 — Free From the Debt
Dante found Mia in the library on a quiet Sunday afternoon. It had been three weeks since the chaos at the docks, and she was finally finishing up the last shelf of a project she’d started the day she first moved into the house."You actually did it," he said, glancing around. The room looked completely different. The shelves were dusted, the books were actually in order, and the heavy curtains were clean and hanging straight for what he figured was the first time in ten years."Took me long enough," Mia said, stepping back to look at her work. She looked satisfied, though she added with a smirk, "In my defense, there was a kidnapping plot in the middle of it. That kind of messed up my timeline.""Fair enough.""I thought so." She turned to him, wiping her hands on her apron. She paused, noticing the look on his face. "You look like you've got something on your mind.""I do." Dante walked across the room and pulled a folded piece of paper from his jacket, handing it to her without any
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