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Rosie was in the lobby to receive them as usual, her clipboard in hand. The secretary would be running the entire Mafia House as well as the companies in their absence and she wasn’t looking forward to it.
Unlike her usually perky self, Rosie looked like a wilted flower, sighing tragically as they piled into the elevator.
She wasn’t built to be in charge, she liked her job of offering support but now she had the final say, it was daunting.
Lake patted her shoulder, a fond expression on his face. "We’ll come back soon to take the load off your shoulders."
It didn’t lift Rosie’s spirits, her boss would be gone for a month. Who was she supposed to run reports and tasks through? "Can’t you take me with you?"
Lake shot Davian a nervous look, he couldn’t be mean to his precious secretary.
Davian didn’t have the patience he had for Lake for anyone else, "No. You can go on your vacation when we return." He said bluntly, an arm around his mate.
Rosie expected that response, and she loved her boss but she knew better than to squeeze in the middle of their honeymoon. She was mostly happy they were actually taking this time off, they had also done their best to alleviate the strain she would feel in their absence.
Rosie had been clamoring for a wedding but neither Lake nor Davian were interested in one, and it shouldn’t have been surprising honestly, the two of them would be satisfied with only seeing the other’s face for an eternity.