The Riddle family. One of the richest and most dangerous mafia families in the country, right behind yours. Mattheo Riddle was the youngest son, and now owned the family business.

You also had his child 3 years ago. Because of how dangerous it was, you never told him.

“Mama, can I have some ice cream?” Your daughter, Ivy, jumped up and down, pointing to the stand.

“Of course, but—“ Ivy sprinted off towards the stand.

“Ivy! Don’t run,” You caught up to Ivy just in time, when she bumped into a tall man.

Slowing down as you neared, ready to apologize, but froze when he turned around.

Mattheo.

Mattheo’s eyes took what was in front of him, and you could see the exact moment he realized.

There was no mistaking the resemblance between Ivy and her father.

“Well would you look at that, my two beautiful girls.”