Taken By The Mafia Lord

"I see you both found each other,"

Natalie turned around to see Eric leaning against the wall, his arms folded across his chest with a smile curling his lips. He looked dashing and Natalie felt butterflies in her stomach. Damn, the man was making her feel like a teenager all over again.

"You're here," Natalie said with those lovey-dovey eyes, yet she didn't make any move even when she was craving to hug Eric, you know, feel the warmth those muscled arms provided. And maybe, his hands could climb lower and... Take your mind off the gutter, Natalie! There is a kid here and they can't do anything silly.

Rose didn't know how to behave around Eric with Rose's presence knowing that he hadn't told the girl yet that they planned on getting married. For that reason, Natalie was nervous because even if the kid liked her, she wasn't sure she would accept her as a mother. But a woman could dream, right?

"Aunt Natalie, why are you blushing?" Rose pointed out, making the woman's jaw almost drop to the ground.

"W-what?" Natalie touched her face and began to feel her warm cheeks. God, she was so stupid.

To make matters worse, Eric just stood on the spot laughing, knowing he was responsible for it, and didn't hide the fact his ego was stroked.

"I don't know what you're talking about," Natalie raised her chin, shamelessly denying the claims as she put the girl down. Rose might be eight but the girl was too smart and outspoken for her age.

"Yes, you do." The girl stood her ground, then turned to her father, "Daddy, look Aunt Natalie is blushing, isn't she?"

Oh God, bury her now. Natalie's cheeks burned, wishing she could disappear from the face of the earth.

Eric picked his daughter in his arms saying, "She looks cute while blushing, doesn't she, Rose?" He teased her.

Rose turned to her, "Look, Aunt Natalie, daddy thinks you're cute...." She turned to her father," Does that mean you are going to marry aunt Natalie?"

Bam!

Immediately, there was an awkward silence in the room, and both couples looked at each other with no clue how to handle that one. Seeing they have no choice but to give the girl some sort of response, Eric cleared his throat and asked his daughter carefully, "What makes you say that, Rose?"

Rose pouted her cute lips, "Well, my classmate Jonah says his father married his mother because he thought she was cute and now you said aunt Natalie is cute, does that mean you would marry her and give me lots of cute babies?" she said proudly.

Natalie choked on her saliva, what does she mean by cute babies? Just what are children learning these days? When she was Rose's age, she didn't know stuff like that. Damn, this world was truly coming to an end.

"Rose," Eric called his daughter's name in a tone that told Natalie that he too wasn't in support of that kid called Jonah. He asked her, "Did you get a little boyfriend without me knowing?"

"No ooh?" She drawled her response only to meet her father's intense stare and pulsed her lips, "Maybe…?"

But Eric wasn't harsh on her, if anything he played smart on her by saying, "So would you break up with your little boyfriend if I married Aunt Natalie and gave you cute siblings?"

At once, Rose's eyes widened as if that was the best news she had ever heard.

"Of course!" She screamed, nearly jumping in his arms, and thankfully, Eric had a firm grip on her else she would have fallen to the ground.

However, Natalie was confused with the games Eric was playing since they were already engaged and she was wearing the ring as proof. She was lucky Rose had not seen it else the young girl would question her endlessly about it. But then her heart was filled with joy when Rose celebrated,

"I'm going to have two mummies!"

It seems she had been worrying over nothing after all.

"Now, time to propose," Eric said, putting the girl down, but adding to Natalie's confusion. What proposal again? However, when she saw Eric wink at her, she hid her hand behind her back tactically. If this was the best way to inform his daughter about their marriage, then so be it.

"Now, it's time to hear from your aunt Natalie, If she would marry me. Would you marry me, Natalie?" Eric asked her knowingly.

Rose moved her gaze from her father Natalie, intertwining her hands together as she pleaded with her, "Please, please, please, marry my poor father and be my mommy instead of my friend, aunt Natalie. That way, you would belong to me, alone?" She gave her the puppy eyes.

But Natalie lifted her head cockily and asked, "What would your father do for me if I marry him?"

Eric grinned at her, "All my money would be yours."

Natalie rolled her eyes, "That's not enough."

"I'll cook for you."

"Cute, but that only touched my left heart," She teased him.

Rose inputted, "We would have fun together as a family!" She began to count with her fingers, "We would go to outings together, the amusement park, you would take me to my school and I'll introduce you as my second momma, and my friends would be jealous of me for having two of them!"

Natalie laughed, knowing without a doubt, that the girl has won her over. So she said, "Fine, I'll marry your father."

"Yeah!" Rose's scream was so loud that they winced inwardly. She was so loud their ears felt like busting.

"And now, for the final moment!" Eric said, coming in front of Natalie and blocking his daughter's view as he made a few trick moves with his hands, "Abracadabra!"

He lifted Natalie's hand and a ring appeared, and the girl squealed joyfully!

"I'm going to have a baby brother soon!" Rose jumped up and down in celebration while Natalie smiled sadly. She was already in her menopause and wasn't sure she was fertile enough to give birth. However, she would try, she owed that to the little girl.

However, Eric was unbothered whether Natalie was able to give birth or not, he loved her nonetheless. Rose was enough for him. All that mattered to him was making sure his little girl ended whatever childish relationship she had going on with that little burger called Jonah else the fish in the Bible won't be the only thing swallowing him soon.

They could be friends, sure, but there was no way his daughter Rose was having a boyfriend until she was twenty-five. Any testosterone-infested male brave enough to dare him would have him to face.