Doted On By The Mafia Boss

Ryan could feel something piercing down his heart, he was never an apathetic person yet for this little girl all he felt was an endless pity. She was really young, childhood was said to be the golden age of a person's entire life- while he was drained off in learning how to survive alone this girl's life too wasn't much better than him. She too was learning to live alone but sadly, this left a deep scar in her.

Catherine wiped her nose with her palm before looking around the room, casting a smile weaker than her she said, "You asked, right, why I have so many stuff toys in my room. They are here... To make me feel a little less lonely. At night, when they are around... I feel a little less by myself. I... During nightmares, I couldn't call anyone to accompany me; all I can do was..." Catherine hugged her Fiona doll and closed her beautiful round eyes drowned in sorrow, "hug them and try to find... Warmth in them which makes me feel... Not alone and... Insecure."

A single tear made its way down her cheeks from her closed eyes as she continued to hug the doll thinking about all the nights she slept alone. Her daddy would barely be home or even if he was he would chase her out due to work and she knew the nanny was too tired to comfort her. A hundred pairs of lifeless eyes somehow managed to make her feel as if she was accompanied by somebody and thus, she bought so many toys that her room refused to make some space for more.

Ryan had no idea what he was supposed to do, he felt as if something cruel was tugging on his heart and tearing it apart mercilessly. Ever since he had gain consciousness he hated his life, he had always had to be alert. Even though his father had everything arranged for his family's security young Ryan was still failed to feel safe around them and this was the foremost reason he engaged himself in military training at such a young age.

He knew the world was cruel but what he couldn't accept was the fact that it was even the same to a pure-hearted girl like the one sitting next to her. At this tender age of five, she was all lonely and insecure, living by herself which was something really unacceptable for him.

If it was someone else he wouldn't have batted an eyelid but this girl... She meant more than anything to him. He genuinely cares for her and selfishly wanted to keep her the happiest and flower her with all the love she deserved.

He gently kept his palm on her head and caressed her, vowing to her with the same tenderness, "It's alright... You won't be lonely or insecure anymore, I am here now. I will protect you and lay down all the happiness you deserve beneath your feet."

her eyes were red as the result of her crying. Ryan's heartaches seeing her like this; he wiped off her tears and corrected her hairs. He smiled warmly and said, "It's ok... I got you."

replied, "You don't have to buy dolls to keep you company anymore... You have me! I will be here for you

who was he, she was just meeting him for the second time yet he was more caring towards her than the dances she had

clutched by him; he was strong and didn't realize that he was asserting a bit too much force on her weak hands but for some reason, the girl felt the pain subsiding the pain

someone was actually vowing to mend her life but she wanted to give her all to him

his warm voice. Standing at the door Jack looked at the two and smelled something fishy; the way

most silent easy possible lest he woke her up. After he shut the door he was back to his usual

bidding farewell to the nanny they were about to leave when they saw Mr. Silva walk in through the door, he was finally off work. The man was surprised to see the boys

was returning after she went to sleep; he understood that work was important but neglecting his family for business was way too much. Ryan's respect for the man went beyond zero and started ranging in the

them out correctly; Ryan extended his arms to shake them firmly with the