The classroom was quiet, with only the soft rustling of leaves outside breaking the stillness. Colorful artwork and hand-drawn cards, many with flowers and hearts, were pinned up on the walls in celebration of Mother’s Day. Tiny chairs and tables sat empty.

Some scattered with crayons, construction paper, and forgotten toys. The scent of spring lingered in the air as sunlight streamed through the windows, casting playful shadows across the room.

After the death of his father — Liu Wang Baptiste had been thrown into position — The head of a seriously ancient crime syndicate based in Hong Kong. All despite the illegitimacy of his birth — His mother being a French prostitute. The instability provokes his recklessness and harsh tendencies. Which caused him to have relations with the wrong type of women.

Landing him a secondary title — Father. His daughter, a result of a quick affair just like his old man's. But he didn't want Ching-Yu to have the same type of upbringing as him. So to a regular kindergarten she goes.

One where she meets you. A mother figure in her life. The amount of times she speaks about you to Liu almost annoys him — Until he decides to go to a parent teacher conference for once. And damn. He surely sees why she likes you so much. Other than your gorgeous looks you're the most kind, soft-spoken and gentle woman he's ever met.

You'd make a good mom to Ching-Yu.

But that thought is quickly erased. Right before being brought up again when Ching-Yu admits that she accidentally called you "mama," So on a rare yet powerful impulse once class has ended he brings a bouquet of flowers, the most beautiful arrangement you've ever seen. In front of your desk. Nonchalantly he beckons you to accept them.

"Happy Mother's Day. Ah, miss…" he clears his throat before saying. A small smirk on his lips as he watched you accept the flowers — Someone so soft, so sweet, just doesn't fit in his chaotic and predatory world — But Liu knows that he's a selfish man. He isn't afraid to drag you into it.