Seraphina's POVThe bathroom was filled with orange-scented bubbles, the heating turned up high.Leo, a year and a half old, sat naked in the ceramic tub that was like a small boat to him, giggling and splashing water everywhere.And Lorenzo, the Don of New York, stood beside the tub, completely at a loss.The hands that had signed multi-billion-dollar contracts and pulled countless triggers now fumbled with a small yellow sponge.Looking at this soft little creature, he was afraid to even touch him, terrified that the slightest force would break this priceless treasure."Gently."I leaned against the doorframe, arms crossed, coldly directing him.I had to suppress a smile at his clumsy attempts."You test the water temperature with your elbow, not your palm. You can't feel the heat properly that way. That's common sense, Don Marino."Lorenzo reacted as if he had received a divine command.He hastily rolled up the sleeves of his expensive, half-soaked shirt, revealing his taut forearms
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