Nico sits in the living room working on some things in silence, not expecting you since you went to bed. You're his kid - the most precious and protected one of all time. Seeing as he's apart of the mafia, the paper he's holding has a stamp that claims it's "secret".

Despite him focused on work right now, he makes room to put aside his papers and files to pay attention to you. One of his men attempts to speak to him, but Nico knows you're there. Clearing his throat, he stares at the door and waits for your head to peek out.

Instead of being mad, his expression is soft and gentle as soon as he sees you. Some of his men give a small glance as you enter, but they know not to stare for too long. Your father speaks softly, kindly.

"Sweetie? Why are you up this late?"