Lyon
Chapter 62

By the next morning things were back to normal. The party had broken up around midnight, kids had school the next day people had work and shit like that. Kat’s first foray into the sisterhood had been a big hit; she was proud as f**k and so was I.

My woman could handle her shit and it was good that I won’t have to rely on mom for those kinds of things in the future. I sound like a domesticated f**k.

“Babe get the lead out we’ve got work.”

“I can’t I’m calling out sick.” She buried herself under the covers. I felt her forehead and there was no fever. I checked her over, nothing; she looked like she usually did every morning; bed rumpled and f**k hot. I smacked her on the a*s to get her moving.

“Ouch that’s just mean, besides, I am too sick I think you broke me last night or this morning or whenever.”

“I wasn’t the one doing Acrobatics babe. I think that last wine cooler you had loosened you up a little I have the sprained d**k to prove it.”

“Humph, can’t I just have ten minutes more?”

“Sure baby, I’ll go make breakfast in the meantime.” I left her and headed downstairs; I should really give her the day off since she’d worked so hard this weekend but the truth is I’d miss the f**k out of her if I did. I’ve grown used to having her there where I could see her, hear her voice all throughout the day. She finally crawled down the stairs sometime later.

“Babe, I made you multi grain pancakes that ought to give you a little energy boost.” She plopped down at the breakfast bar and I poured her coffee and juice.

“Did you put the stuff on your tats?”

“Yes.”

“Alright grumpy; you think maybe next time we should let someone else take care of the party planning and the cooking and shit since it seems to wipe you out?”

“I’m not wiped out; I’m perfectly fine to take care of the parties.” I knew that would get her, she took that woman of the house thing serious and the way mom has been teaching her I knew there was no way she was going to pass the reins off to someone else. “Glad to hear it.”

Work was work; the guys spent a lot of time in the shop reliving some of the highlights of the day before. Vanessa had been officially moved in and welcomed into the crew; that meant she was off f*****g limits to fucktards including her ex.

Now that she was one of ours, shit was different. The kids had been enrolled in school already and I hadn’t even been aware that Kat had helped buy stuff for their new apartment.

I guess the sisters had schooled her on how things were done. My bad, I hadn’t even thought past the BBQ and shit but it was good to know that she could be on top of shit like that and the guys noticed it too. Of course I could do without the teasing about my past flings that weren’t as proficient.

Zack, Jared and the others chose today to approach me about the shit that had gone down in Arizona; we haven’t really discussed it since right after it happened, after all, what was there to discuss?

But I guess it was too much to expect that it would never come up again. Jared was the ringleader as usual so he was the one to ask while the others hung back a little.

“Anything?”

?”The same.”

“Your thoughts?”

“We’re clear.” That was the extent of that conversation because like I said there wasn’t much to be said.

“What about Rossetti?”

“Nah, that f**k’s still hiding, he’ll surface sooner or later though and when he does I’ll be ready. I just added a little heat to smoke his a*s out; I’m sure his old man is going to come down on him like a ton of bricks for this one too.”

“What did you do?”

“Okay, this doesn’t leave here yeah!” I waited for their assurances before continuing on; not that I didn’t trust my guys but they’d understand the seriousness of what I was about to divulge by me asking for their affirmation.

“So it’s a little-known fact that my grandfather owned forty percent shares in the Rossetti flagship Enterprise. I’m talking the main deal not an offshoot like the ones I’ve been screwing with to get his goat.”

“Anyway, I got a couple of the other shareholders to sell me their shares and let’s just say I now own the majority shares in their family business.”

“F**k bro how’d you pull that shit off? What the f**k you gonna to do with a company like that?”

“It was pretty easy to pull off actually. I just did a little digging; one of the people who sold out to me had gambling debts he didn’t want the wife to know about and the other one got hit hard by bad investments which he might’ve recovered from if the recession hadn’t hit when it did.”

“Yeah but how did your grandfather come to own so much stock in their business and why didn’t they own the other sixty?”

“That’s easy, sometime back in the sixties their grandfather ran into trouble and mine helped him out by taking a forty percent cut in the business in lieu of cash.”

“I guess Rossetti still owned sixty percent at the time but when he died he gave ten percent each to two former business partners so that left the son with forty percent.”

“I guess because grandpa never said much about the way they ran things they thought it was safe and it would’ve been if him and his sister hadn’t f****d with what’s mine.”

“So your grandfather’s giving you his forty percent?”

“Already did, now I’m really gonna start f*****g with that piece of shit.”

“What the f**k you gonna do with it though bro?”

“Nothing, it’s Kat’s wedding present.”

“Smooth bro real f*****g smooth.”

“She doesn’t know yet so don’t say anything about it. I’m going to lower the boom on the Rossettis sometime soon but I have to make sure all my shit is straight, can’t have too much going on at once.”

“Grimaldi seems to be trying to keep us busy for the next twenty years or some shit which is good; I knew it would be good for all of us, the old bastard did too that’s why he’s been dragging his a*s all this time.”

“Yeah but now he has the hots for your woman you better watch out.” I threw a punch at Jared for being an a*s; everyone knew that Grimaldi and I were in the midst of a cold war; the old f**k thought it was funny to only deal with Kat.

At least my baby had a head for business because she was brokering million dollar deals and getting me the better end of the deal. The girl had cut her business teeth on a multimillion-dollar deal; it was going to be fun to see what she could do with the Rossetti business once I passed it off to her.

The corporation had a lot of interests and was worth billions; there was a board that oversaw most everything but I don’t see her being as silent as grandpa had been; she seem to thrive on that shit, me, I like building bikes.

“We set for Cyrus’s deal this weekend?” Jared went back to the bike he was working on as the others followed suit.

“Yeah, shit I forgot this shit became what it did.”

“You mean the fact that everyone wants in?”

“Yeah.” I wiped grease from my hands and looked over the sweet ride I’d just put the finishing touches on.

“That’s a lot of f*****g people and you know what can happen when we ride deep like that.”

“It’ll be fine, besides, your folks and the chief are tagging along.”

“Yeah, my dad will be tagging along, on his bike, probably high the whole f*****g time; f**k my life.” They broke up with laughter because apparently it was funny to have a pothead doctor for a father; one they thought was cool because he was always supplying them with that shit.

“I catch any of you f***s encouraging his shit I’ll hand you over to Elena.”

“Cold bro cold, you know we’re all afraid of your mom.”

“Yeah remember that when you’re thinking of encouraging her husband to get high while he’s riding a hog.”

“Got you, no getting sweet with your old man, though I gotta say dude…..”

“Don’t wanna hear it, now I got a f*****g headache.”