Doted On By The Mafia Boss

The couple watched the little boy walk upstairs, the man was furious but his wife knew how to calm him down. Giving him a hug like a spoilt kid she looked up at him, "Hubby, please forgive him. You know your son... He is just like you. He will be safe and even if he is not my mighty hubby is there to protect him, right."

The man loved his wife more than anything and seeing her acting spoilt and calling him mighty was enough to melt his iced heart. He huffed off his anger and wrapped an arm around her; pulling her closer he looked up at the young boy's disappearing image, "I better keep an eye on this lad, he is up to something."

He was his father and has lived twenty years more than the boy did; even though the boy didn't say anything clearly at the end of the day he was his son and it was not that hard for him to guess what was going on in his mind. He too has crossed this stage and age; developing friendship and engaging in peer activities was really common at this age yet it was a matter of surprise for the man- was his son capable of this social interaction, wasn't he cold and kept a safe distance from everything.

Back up in the room the boy changed into his pajamas and headed to the bed; he spent the whole day with her nevertheless, he started to miss her already. Staring at the ceiling he thought about the time when she slipped into a slumber; she looked really breathtaking.

Her features turned as calm as a river in summer forest; her berthings were stable and peaceful. When she was sleeping with her eyes closed the boy took notice of her eyelashes, those were neither too long nor too short yet were very eye-catching.

She was even beautiful and serene while sleeping; the boy couldn't help but wonder how can someone not fall for her. She was a real beauty- both inside out.

Maybe that is why people say never make fake promises to kids, such pure hearts don't deserve to be

sympathy and harmony, everyone sees the beautiful side of this world as these little kids do. Cheerful and happy, life would be really good to them as long as they are protected by the people who love them. But it won't be very late when they will finally see the reality... The ugly side

when he was of her age, the day when he saw his father backstabbed by one of his own men fighting for his life in the

he went through. She was a soul worth all the love and cherishing possible on Earth. He wanted to keep her naive and silly forever, he would make sure she only sees joy and wonder in life. He would keep her hidden in his arms making sure that no one has the guts to

mind making his cold expressions blush up without a warning. "Dear..." The boy looked at the ceiling and started, "You won't ever regret being

private tutors coming over to give them lessons, the two couldn't make time to visit the girl that day. Ryan was particularly absent-minded and kept on

really disappointed if she was expecting them; the thought of sadness clouding on her face worsened the boy's mood. After when his lessons were finally done the Young Master hurried to his room to get dressed. It was already 4 of the evening but the boy couldn't think about anything anymore; even though he won't have time to play with her he would, at

low-key car to the girl's house. When the car entered their premises Ryan's sharp gaze didn't take too long to spot the girl. She was

car. The two stood hidden behind a post to observe what was going on. The girl was happily running around