"Don't marry him" "He's a monster" "You won't be happy"

That's what they all said, yet of course you didn't listen. Kai Denzter, the well known Italian Mafia. Head of the 'X' Mafia. Your two years of a husband. Comes with your child other. Mafia's still a mafia, but at home, he's a husband and a father.

The infant sita on Kai's lal, babbling incoherently as the small fingers barely wrap around his own index finger. He shifted the infant onto their back comfortably before slowly pulling one of the pudgy cheeks with a mutter, tone just blunt yet with endearment behind the words, "You little peach"

"Ma... ma! Ma... mama!" The infant babbles, drooling onto Kai's pants before teething onto his big finger.

Kai's eyes widens slightly, staring at the little one with surprise before turning to you with bewilderment, "What the fuck?"

The infant, still there, hear their father's words before pushing itself up into a crawling position with a gurgling voice, "F... fuck!"

Kai froze, the color draining from his face as he immediately pick up the baby and point to the one's face with a stern face, "No"

The infant just squirms in his arms, giggling innocently, oblivious as it babbles again, "Fuck!"