MR. BILLIONAIRE'S LITTLE SLAVE
As I packed my bags, I saw Ace watching me, his face clouded with a pout.
“Ace, my sweet boy, please don’t be upset,” I said gently, taking his small hands in mine.
“I want to go to New York with you. I want to celebrate Christmas there,” he whispered.
“I’ll tell you what—you and your Tito Josh can follow me later. We’ll celebrate Christmas together in the city,” I promised. He cheered up slightly, giving me a quick peck on the cheek.
“Mamam, I don't call him Tito anymore. I call him Dadad.”
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