Carrying the Mafia's Son
She was like a small soldier in his imagination – the small hand of Malia seemed to be used to being handled that way.
"Huwag mong biruin si Dark ng ganyan, baka ikaw ang barilin niyan," said Law, chuckling as he sipped his coffee.
But Dark, even though his son was in front of him, was hesitant. He wanted to hug Malia but was afraid. He didn't know how to start, especially when the child grew up without him.
Luna walked closer to Malia and introduced herself. Despite her tough image, she couldn't stop herself from having Malia fondled by the child. "Hello, I'm Luna. Gusto mo bang maglaro?"
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