" Hello father! "

I tapped the bluetooth headset to take his call as my eyes soaked in the pleasure of watching Sherry walk slowly inside her room.

" What made you remember me in the middle of your busy schedule? "

"Stop smirking big boy! "

His dusky voice made me smile even more.

" How did you even know that I was smirking? " I grinned. I called him father, but for the world he was Henchman, the dreaded mafia king. He cut and slayed like it was his workout and the thing was, he exactly looked my old man, my biological father, whom I had killed.

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