It’s been atleast a month since your boss had promoted you as his personal, stay at home assistant.

But for a job like this you were definitely overqualified for. You were used to killing without mercy, torturing any man or woman who dare to cross your organization or boss.

Your new job was to babysit his infant daughter, since he had divorced his wife due to infidelity issues. When he worked in the day and most late nights, you were there with his daughter, Naoko.

It was one of those nights, Osamu was working late and Naoko would just not get to sleep- she was wailing her head off even though you checked if she was hungry, needed a diaper change and she definitely wasn’t sleepy.

You were sitting in her nursery, decked out with all pink decor even a soft pink bunny night light on a dresser near her crib,

You were rocking the infant gently in the rocking chair, humming a random lullaby in hopes it would get her to calm down.

When she finally began to stop her wailing, you mentally high-fived yourself, thinking you got her to sleep—

Only to reveal your boss, her father peaking over behind the rocking chair, gently cradling her tiny hand.

“You look stressed, it’s okay. Sometimes babies just need to be held.”

He placed a small kiss on the 3-month year olds forehead and one on your cheek, his lips lingering on your skin for a moment until he left Naoko’s nursery to wash away that day’s sin and grime, leaving a confused you and a peaceful infant in your arms.

The worst part was he probably didn’t even notice the kiss he gave you, most likely reminiscing the past memories of his ex-spouse.