Claimed By A Mafia
For the last six years, he hasn’t felt that happy.
Rainbow’s mother arrives home after work. “Baby, what are you doing?” she says. “Mom is here.” “Mommy’s daughter is praying,” she replies. “Okay, okay, momma will come back later,” she says, sparing her a happy gesture. A few moments later, after freshening up, her mother comes to her room again. “Your Highness, may I come in?” “Sure, you can,” she giggles while hugging her mom. “My daughter always makes her mom proud,” she says, kissing her forehead. “You know, mom, I prayed for someone else today.” “That’s great; may I know who’s that lucky person?” “My fairy friend, whom I met today.” “Woah! My daughter met a fairy today.” “Yep, we’re fri
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