The Righthands Underboss & Lawyer [M/M/M]

16 - Chapter Sixteen - Theo Vincent's Point Of View.

After cleaning up the mess of things I used to make dinner, I went and relaxed on the free couch, watching tv. Luca went back to working, and Demitri remained where he was, just petting the dogs.

After a while, I got up and checked the oven, pulled out the pan with oven mitts and carefully lifted the tin foil. It looked done, but I checked all my vegetables and the chicken before I returned it to the oven for a few more minutes. Just to be sure that it was completely cooked.

Once I was sure it was done, I pulled it out and set it on the stovetop, being careful not to scratch or break the glass top.

Peeling off the foil completely, Demitri groaned.

"That smells fucking amazing, Theo."

"God, I second that. It smells great." Luca said, looking towards the kitchen.

"It does smell pretty good, doesn't it?" I said, almost preening.

I had got a few of the boxes sorted and broken down. Enough that I was satisfied for the night with my efforts.

Pulling down plates and getting forks. I set them on the counter and looked back at the stove again, proud of what I had cooked. For the first time in a long damn time.

"Please, come get some food." I said, loud enough for them to hear me.

They got up and came to get food, the dogs on their asses.

"Hunt, Hero, Eat your dinner."

Demitri and Luca helped themselves to the dinner I made, and pride swelled inside of me when they complemented the food. Grabbing food, I ate while I dug through the boxes of clothing. There were a couple of older suits, name branded ones I would never willingly buy now.

"You should eat and then go back to doing that, if you choose." Luca said, watching me while he ate, too.

"Too busy for that. I'm good at multitasking." I laughed, shoving a chunk of potato into my mouth.

"While I don't doubt that. You should have work and life balance."

I actually snorted at his comment.

"Forgive me. I shouldn't have laughed. Luca, I'm never off the clock. Work is my life."

"You really should try to—-"

"When my father's debt is handled, then I can relax. Until then, I can't."

"Right, understandable." Luca said.

Demitri stayed right out of the conversation. I wondered if he wanted to avoid it because he was worried he might say something that would upset me, or just because he had already spoken about it.

Soon enough, my debt would be gone, whether or not my father liked it. I wouldn't settle until that stupid house was sold, that debt was paid and we could live like normal people.

We both were suffering because of the debt. I hated being around my father because he just saw me as someone in the position to pay his debt. And I had allowed it because I didn't want to see him dead.

After finishing my dinner, I cleaned up the dishes and put away the leftover potatoes, onions, and carrots. Sliding the boxes down to my room, I set them out of the way and returned to the living room. Whatever they had been discussing, they cut it short when I came back. I definitely heard them speaking from the hallway.

"I have the papers that Maddox wants you guys to assist me with. I can pretty much handle it all myself. He wants you guys to be the link for what they want. Your bosses I mean." I said when I got back into the room.