"I can't."

"I'm not leaving you Anastasia."

"They are my family Marcello and this is my job." Anna argues as she pulls on her work jacket. "I can't just drop my job and move back to America."

"Are you forgetting that as of an hour ago I am your boss?" Marcello smirks.

Anna rolls her eyes.

"No technically you are majority share holder, owner even, you have nothing to do with hiring and firing."

"Then I'll ask your Uncle to fire you." Marc shrugs like that is the most normal thing on the planet.

"You will do-" Anna is cut off as Marc opens the door and her family, her whole Sicilian, tumble into her room. "Che diavolo? What the hell are you all doing?" Anna asks loudly in a mixture of English and Italian.

"Translating." Her cousin Sylvester says in Italian while rolling his eyes. "All because you couldn't fight in Italian."

"We weren't fighting."

"When are you leaving Anastasia?" Giovanni asks.

"I'm not Nonna." Anna says defiantly throwing a glare in Marc's direction.

"In that case, you're fired." Stefano says with a smirk. Marcello breaks into a beaming grin.

"WHAT?" Anna shrieks. She ignores the chuckles from her cousins as she grabs Marc's collar. "This is your fault!"

With all her might Anna pulls Marc further into her room. She pushes her family out slamming the door in their faces. Ignoring the protests in Italian and English she turns back to Marcello who is sitting on her bed.

Anna knees go weak at the sight of the panting dropping smirk. She blushes as his piercing green eyes trail her body.

"I'm not leaving without you mio amore." Marc growls.

"How did you get them to do that?" Anna whispers.

"I have my ways." Marc repeats his words from almost eight months ago and Anna can't help but smile.

"I refuse to sit at home and do nothing Marcello. I want a job."

"Done."

"A good job. Like what I had here."

"Done."

"And I want to come to Sicily twice a year, maybe more."

"Done."

"And Vegas the same."

"Done." Marcello smirks.

"I want to be involved in all mob business. I want to know exactly what is going on."

"Done." Marc nods in agreement.

"And you are no longer allowed to put yourself in the line of fire."

"Don- what?" Marc stops himself from answering automatically. He would agree to anything to have Anastasia back with him. "Anastasia you know I can't agree to that."

"I can't agree to losing you Marc. I love you. I won't watch you get hurt again."

"Whatever you wish, my queen." Marcello drops his eye line and Anna smiles.

Anna steps towards him taking his face in her hands. She stands between his legs making his eyes meet hers.

"When do we leave?" She asks Marc grins. Before he has a chance to answer Anna presses her lips down to his. Marcello's arms wrap around her waist and he pulls her into his lap.

...

The cheers and applause that hit Anna as she walks inside the house she was most definitely not expecting.

"What...?" Anna gasps when she sees the smiling faces of Marcello's men. In front she spots out Luca, Eddison, Charlie and David.

"Welcome home mia regina." Marc whispers in her ear and Anna shivers.

"This is for me?" Anna looks wide eyed at the celebration in front of her.

"Of course."

Anna enters further and Luca wraps his arms around her.

"You are lucky it is not me dragging you back here." Luca whispers in her ear.

"Thank you for looking after him." She whispers back.

Anna pulls back and goes into hug the incredibly pregnant Eddie. David is a little shocked when Anna wraps him in a hug. He tries his best to avoid the eyes of his boss.

"I think I'm about to be shot Donna." David whispers patting her back.

"I can handle him." Anna laughs. When she pulls away Marcello pulls her into his side.

"Is there a reason you are being so friendly with my men?"

"They are my friends." Anna rolls her eyes. "If you don't lighten up you'll be sleeping on the couch for a week."

"As you wish." Marcello presses a series of kisses down her neck. "I know you can't resist me cara."

Anna's hand is covered in kisses as she is welcomed back as the boss's Queen. Mob Queen. Who'd have thought.

Anna finds herself standing off to the side staring at the people standing inside Marcello's amazing home.

"Penny for your thoughts?" Eddie's voice startles her.

Anna looks over at Marc laughing with some of his men.

"They would die for him wouldn't they?"

"And for you."

"This is a very different world." Anna says with a laugh. "One I weirdly belong in."

"What do you mean?"

"My mother's family, my Italian family. The Ferraros. Ferraro an Morretti are the two big mob families. I was always going to be part of this somehow."

"Sometimes things are meant to be."

"What's meant to be?" Marc asks walking over to Anna and Eddie with a glass of champagne and a glass of orange juice.

"Love." Eddie says with a smile taking the glass of juice from his hands.

"Mine?" Anna asks nodding at the champagne.

"Si mio amore." Marc presses a kiss to her cheek.

A gasp from beside them has the two lovers looking over the pregnant Eddison. Eddie's eyes are wide as she passes her glass to Anna.

"I think I'm about to ruin your party." Eddie whispers looking down at the puddle on the floors.

"Merda." Marc whispers frozen.

"Idiot." Anna rolls her eyes. Anna places the glasses down on the closest table before putting an arm around Eddie's waist and ushering her towards the door.

"LUCIANO!" Anna's shout causes the room to go silent.

The younger Morretti has a similar reaction to his brother. Eyes wide body frozen as he stares at his pregnant wife dig her fingernails into Anna's palm.

"Oh good god!" Anna mutters angrily. "Are all Italian men useless?" She asks no one in particular. "David get a car! Charlie you are going to Luca's house to get Eddie's suitcase. ONE OF YOU, I DON'T GIVE A SHIT WHO, KNOCK SOME FUCKING SENSE INTO YOUR SO CALLED DON AND HIS SECOND!"