I raked my hands through his hair and tugged at them making him groan but the sound of tapping of the keys did not cease.

"Sia." He groaned.

"I am hungry." I whined.

"I know, tesoro. Give me five more minutes, si?" He said.

"No. I need food in me stomach." I huffed.

"Tesoro, Tina's niece was sick so she's on a vacation. I'll fix you up something once I am done editing this contract." He told.

"Your stupid contract is more important than me?" I pouted and pulled away.

Adrian and I were in his office where he was supposed to be editing a contract and I was way too clingy to leave him alone so I tagged along.

The sound of the keyboard smashing stopped and he grabbed the back of my head, which was resting on his shoulder, to make me face him.

"It is not. But, it had been in my pending work for over a week now so I had to review it today before emailing it back to Tomasso so he can forward it to the company." He explained.

"I get it. Can we have food now?" I asked getting impatient.

He raised his brow before questioning, "And why are you so hungry all of a sudden?"

"I think you put a baby inside me." I shrugged.

"Sia, I-we-you can't get pregnant overnight." He deadpanned.

"Yeah, yeah, whatever." I dismissed him with a wave of the hand and grasped his shoulders wanting to get up from his lap but stopped.

He kept staring at me with a blank face, "What are you staring at?" I asked.

"Aren't you gonna get up?" he counter questioned.

"What? You can't pick me up, now? Just because we had sex? Is that what you wanted me for? Sex?"

He stared at me as if I was crazy and then looked at my hands clasped around his shoulders which I sneakily wrapped around his neck and gave him an innocent smile.

"Fuckin' dramatic." He murmured under his breath and stood up.

"I heard that." I muttered, wrapping my legs around his waist.

"You have some nerve being this pissy in the morning when you were the one who let me go to sleep at fuckin five in the morning." I said narrowing my eyes at him.

He looked at me and his lips lifted up in a smirk, "You weren't complaining then."

My eyes widened and I gulped while averting my eyes to the wall behind his shoulder that suddenly seemed more interesting.

"Thought so." He remarked and set me down on the counter.

"What do you wanna eat, tesoro?" He asked, opening cabinets.

"Whatever you wanna eat." I shrugged, swinging my bare legs.

He paused and turned around with a mischievous glint in his eyes and my hands gripped the counter knowing fully well what was going through his head.

"I am not on the menu." I whispered as he now stood directly in front of me.

"Is that so?" His raspy voice sent a shiver up my spine.

His knuckles brushed my cheeks just before he tucked my hair behind my ear and bit my earlobe lightly. My eyes closed on their own accord and my hand went to his chest, "Ian, b-breakfast. I-I'm hungry." I stuttered out.

"Me too, tesoro." He whispered in my ear and I fisted his shirt to pull him closer.

His fingers trailed down my neck to my breasts where he started to unbutton my-his shirt that I was wearing. I slowly looked up directly into his eyes and they had already turned a shade darker. His left hand cupped my face as his thumb stroked my bottom lip.

I leaned forward as our lips brushed and he instantly pulled back with a smirk, "Waffles sounds good?"

My mouth opened and closed like a fish as I stared at him dumbfounded, "W-what?"

"Waffles, tesoro? You wanna have them?" He questioned.

I scowled at him and he chuckled before turning to move away and out of my reach but I grabbed him by the collar of his shirt and pulled him back to connect our lips.

Smug bastard thinks he can get away with it.

He chuckled against my lips and I brought his hands up to my hips before resting mine flat against his chest.

"Be mine." He whispered in between kisses.

"Always yours." I said and smiled against his lips.

He pulled away and kissed my forehead before moving to make breakfast as I sat there swinging my legs once again.

"Do you remember about the feud I told you about between the Portuguese and the Greek Don?" he suddenly asked while whipping the batter for waffles.

"Yeah. Garcia stole from him, right?" I asked.

He nodded his head, "Yes, he did. And I killed him. For an entirely different reason of course, but in a way, we unintentionally helped the Greek Mafia." He spoke, turning to give me a look over his shoulder.

"Continue?" I urged him, getting interested in what he had to say.

"Yeah, so he sent us...a gift, expressing his gratitude." He informed me.

"I'm not killing some woman again." I said in annoyance.

He laughed while chopping strawberries, "You don't have to. He has no such intentions." He reassured making me sigh in relief.

"So, what's the gift he sent?" I asked.

"It's there, on the counter." He replied pointing the knife in the direction of the eating counter.

I got down and stumbled because of my wobbly legs but thankfully I gripped the shelf to stop myself from falling.

"What happened, tesoro? Can't walk?" Ian teased and I narrowed my eyes at him.

"No, actually I can. The boy I had sex with was um, how do I put it? Pretty average, you know?" I retorted.

He dropped the plate and I smirked in triumph, "First off I am not a boy. Secondly, I recall you saying and I quote, I can't get enough of it, please don't stop." He finished with a cocky smirk.

"Whatever." I muttered and turned around to grab the white envelope.

"Oh and tesoro, no pretty average guy can make you cum seventeen fuckin' times." He added and I didn't need to turn around to know that he had a smug look etched on his face.

My fingers halted while I was opening the envelope and my face turned beet red. I stared at the plain paper with wide eyes in embarrassment.

I can't believe he counted. Well, so did I but that's not the point.

"Sta' zitto." I whispered quietly making him chuckle.

(Shut up)

I took out the neatly folded paper and sat down on the barstool before unfolding it to read.

"He wants to join hands?" I asked in confusion.

Ian placed our plates on the counter, "Yes. Not only does he want to become allies but also he wants us to sign a peace treaty that will last for good and can only be annulled if any of us signs on the annulment contract which is attached at the end, by the way. He has one condition though, this should all remain confidential and no other Mafia should know about it. We will be working independently but we will share fifteen percent of drugs with them and vice versa." He said and placed me on his lap before he started to cut out small pieces of waffles for me.

"The drugs that we receive are entirely different from the ones they trade so we can expand our business with those drugs. Also, we won't meddle in their affairs if they ever have to do business in Italy and provide protection from cops since we pretty much own the police departments in our country. They'll return the favor. The breach of the contract in any form will result in immediate death." He told, all the while he kept feeding me.

I swallowed the bite and nodded my head, "Fair enough. Are you going to sign it?" I asked.

"I want to but I needed your consent before I did so." He replied.

Dear God, please protect this man always and forever. Thank you in anticipation.

"I love you." I whispered turning my head to the side to look at him.

He smiled and my heart melted into a puddle completely at the sight.

"I love you more." He said back after placing a soft kiss on my temple.

"You should sign it." I told him.

"I will."

A/N: FILLER BUT IMPORTANT CHAPTER.