The Boss' Daughter

Chapter Eleven

DAWN'S POV

I was sitting in my father's office. I had put up a picture of him on the wall right by the desk, this was his favorite place to be. I really had no idea what I was doing. I picked up the telephone and called over my uncle, his right hand man. 

I was sitting at the desk still when my uncle knocked on the door to the office. "Let him in." the two men opened the door and my uncle strolled in and sat across from me. "Uncle Sonny, I don't know what to do. I'm completely lost. Can you please help me? Like, what did my father do all day? I've been so bored and apparently, Jimmy isn't allowed to be in here when I'm on the phone."

"He almost was a communicator between other Dons, then there was his oil company but I'm sure Genco can handle that on his own. As much power as you have, they've got power too. Just remember being the Don isn't as easy as he made it seem and you definitely need to be careful."

"I will, don't worry. I will always be protected." I gestured towards the men in suits, standing off to the side of the room.

"Good. Now, have you gotten any phone calls since you've been here?" I shook my head. "Okay, open that notebook and see if he has anybody to call back today. I flipped open the notebook and saw about thirteen different numbers. How the fuck am I supposed to know why he needs to call them?

"I don't know who any of these people." I looked at him.

"Start off by calling them and telling them that you've taken over for your father, then see what it regards." I nodded and picked up the telephone, dialing the first phone number on the list. It rang a couple times before a woman's voice answered.

"Hello?"

"Hi, I'm looking for someone by the name Robert Chadwick?"

"Hold on, let me go get him." the line went quiet for a minute before a man's voice came onto the line.

"Hello?"

"Hi, I'm calling on behalf of Don Vito Bowie."

"Okay, I will have his money by the end of the week."

"Good to hear. You made the right decision." I hung up the phone. I dialed the next number and a man's voice came over the phone.

"Hello?"

"Hi, I'm calling on behalf of Don Vito Bowie."

"Okay, I was calling him to discuss some business opportunities. Can we get together?"

"It will have to be between you and I. The Don has died."

"I'm sorry for your loss. Where can we meet up?"

"You can come to my office. My men will pick you up at five tonight." I hung up the phone and looked through my father's address book to find his address. I told two other men where to go and off they went. Jimmy knocked on the office door and opened it a bit.

"Babe? Can I come in?" he asked.

"Of course." I stood up and asked the men to leave for a minute. Jimmy came over and gave me a hug.

"How is it so far?"

"So stressful. I think I'm going to ask my uncle Sonny if he wants to take over the family business. I don't think I can handle it. Would you get mad if I did that?" I asked Jimmy. "Do you think my father will spite me from up there?"

"No babe. He would want you to do whatever is right."

"I should call him. Do you want to stay with me for a bit? I've got a business meeting shortly but you can hang out until then." I sat and picked up the phone, dialing the phone number. My uncle answered. "Hi, uncle Sonny, I need you to come over immediately. I have an offer that you can't refuse."

"I'll be right there." I hung up the phone and turned to Jimmy.

"What have you been doing?"

"Nothing much, I read the entire newspaper." I laughed and shook my head.

"Looks like we've both been bored." Before I knew it, my uncle was here. "I love you." I said as Jimmy walked out of the office.

"I love you too."

"I want you to take over as the Don. I can't handle it."

"I would be honored." We exchanged hugs and that was it, I wasn't the Don anymore. I hope he can do my father justice. I walked out and met the man with the business opportunity.

"It's going to be my father's brother giving you the business meeting." I said as I led the man to the office. I shut the door and went down to see Jimmy. I sat on his lap and smiled. "What's up?"

"Not much, gettin' drunk because there's nothing else better to do."

"Sounds good to me. Let's go downstairs and play pool while getting drunk." We got up and went down to the basement. I pulled my favorite pool cue and racked up the balls. I put the cue down and went to the bar, which has now improved. I poured myself and vodka on ice. "What do you want?"

"I'm good, I still got some over here." I nodded and brought my cup over to the small table.

***

The next morning, I woke up in bed with Jimmy. We were naked. I smiled and kissed his forehead before standing up and putting a shirt on with shorts. I put my hair up in a bun and went downstairs. I made a pot of coffee and said good morning to my father's picture on the counter. Once it was ready, I grabbed two cups and went back upstairs. "Wake up baby. I brought you coffee." he groaned and sat up.

"Morning baby. How are you feeling?"

"Tired and my stomach hurts."

"Oh no, what's wrong?" I looked at him and tilted my head.

"I don't know. But I feel like I'm gonna be sick." I put the cup down and ran to the bathroom. I had thrown up and sighed. I got off the ground and went back to the bed.

"Maybe you're pregnant?" Jimmy laughed and joked.

"Don't even say that. What if I am? We don't use protection." I started to panic.

"It's alright, you're my wife and if you are pregnant, I'll be so happy." Jimmy said to me.

"Do you think I should take a test?"

"Maybe, I'll go get you one." Jimmy got dressed and left the house. He took my car and went to the store. I laid in my bed and waited for him to come back. About a half an hour later, he returned. He walked into my room and was holding a bouquet of roses and a bag in his other hand. "These are for you." He handed over the flowers and took some chocolate out of the bag, along with the pregnancy test. "Go take it." He kissed my cheek and I walked into the bathroom. I took the test and placed it on the counter to wait.

"Babe, are you going to come wait with me?" I yelled out. Jimmy came into the bathroom and we waited there for three minutes. Once I counted to sixty, three times in my head, I looked. "I'm pregnant."