~LUCIEN~
William sighs in clear relief as he leans back in his chair. Athena sits back down, reluctantly.
“When can you start?” He asks me.
William is different from the other mafias I have met in my few years on earth. He doesn’t hide his love for his children.
He doesn’t act all cold and distant.
At least, not all the time.
So far, the only time I have seen him looking so serious that his face might blow up, was when he was addressing his guard, and when he asked me about the ring.
The other mafias act like they don’t have any feelings. They act like their children are not a product of love. They act like their family is just another asset.
“I’ll need to let my assistant know that I will be a little occupied than usual,” I reply. That answer only seems to make the curiosi
