(Mafia Series#2) [Previously known as "Sold to be His"]
He advanced towards me and grabbed my arm painfully. I hissed under his hold and tried to pull my arm away from him but all in vain.
"Who are you?" I asked, sacredly.
He squeezed my arm which...
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||Daniel's POV||
"Uffo! Mama, I am a big boy and I am just going to school not on the battlefield," I said to my mother who was crying while looking at me because today was my first day at the kindergarten.
I looked at my father helplessly who was looking at mama amusingly and hid his smile. I put my both fists on my waist and glared at him, trying to intimidate but he chuckled at me and patted my head.
"Don't try to glare, son. You look like a cute angry cat," He said and picked me in his arm and wrapped his other arm around mama.
"Stop crying, Zarwah. I have told you many times not to do this. And our son is correct. He is just going to school, not on the battlefield. If you cry like this then how can our son have a good day today," He told her in a soothing and soft voice and rubbed her shoulder.
Mama looked at me with a frown and red eyes while I fixed my glare at her. She wiped her tears quickly with a chuckle.
"Your father is right. You look like a cute angry cat with this glare," She said with a laugh and kissed on my cheek.
I cleaned her wet cheeks with my sleeves and smiled at her. Dad took us to his car and opened the door for mom first then put me in the back seat.
"I can't believe my son is grown up.. Today, he is going to school then tomorrow he will graduate from college with highest grades then he will become an excellent doctor who saves people and then he will…," She paused and started crying again, "He will get married and have babies."
I facepalmed and looked at dad through the rear mirror with an angry pout. While he was silently laughing and shaking his head.
"Now stop crying or I will not drop him at his school," Dad warned her with a smile.
It wasn't like I was going to school, more like going to conquer a kingdom for my mother. But nevertheless, I smiled at her behavior secretly and admired love the between my parents silently.
After my parents dropped me off safely, I went inside the building without crying unlike other kids. Other kids were crying while their parents were encouraging them not to cry but in my case I had to tell my mother to stop crying.
School was fun and soon it was recess time. I was sitting alone comfortably on the bench with my lunch. A guard stood near me and kept staring at me.
"Do you know staring is a bad habit!" I told him and stared back at him.
I didn't know why but he was looking suspicious like he had any ultra motive. He chuckled at my statement and leaned down then lifted my face with his point finger.
"You are just like your mother," He commented, moving my face left and right.
I pushed his hand away and glared at him because I didn't like the way he commented and called my mother in a disgusting tone.
