"Spending a relaxing evening in central park is great to overcome stress." I said, leading her inside towards the benches.

Miss Black followed me, a bright smile constantly beaming on her lips continuously from morning.

Good Lord, this is so exciting.

I did not expect much from the story idea given by her sisters but it is actually working. This is my first time dealing with such – umm... should I say special family?

Yeah, such unique family but I really like it and having loads of fun.

These three sisters are God-damn-amazing.

How do they even get such ideas?

They thought I and Fae should fall in love with each other at first sight and since it did not happen for Fae, they are recreating it in the form of a realistic play by giving us characters.

We are indeed posing our characters but feelings no matter belong to us so it is a very clever idea.

Pity, Callisto and Demyan don't know how to enjoy and treasure them properly.

"Call me Bambi or Fae, Ale." Miss Black suggested giving me a pleasurable laugh.

Good, good. This is going great. As long as I stay in character, I can get Fae and her heart easily by the end of the week.

"Then Fae it is." We passed by people who are having a casual walk, mostly couples who are showing their affection towards each other by holding hands and kissing.

Huh! I want to go that stage quickly.

"So, what do you like to eat when the climate is pleasant like now?" I asked casually just like how usual couples do.

"Lamprey. I love the taste of its blood." Umm. N-nice. Great.

Unexpected answer as expected!

She could talk about her liking for blood so easily that it makes me admire her more and more. Although she meant the blood of some kind of fish.

I coughed out awkward but did not get time to show the awkwardness fully as a bicycle rider flew like a bullet on his bike towards Fae. Without thinking any further, I pulled her to me causing me fall back on the soft wet grass followed by Fae who fell on me.

Eyes to eyes,

Face to face,

Chest to Chest,

Legs to Legs!

Every part of our bodies mingled and plastered to each other creating a wave of electric shock tinkling its way through my body.

Our faces are just an inch away from each other, her hot minty breath is fanning my face and my breath is creating a tornado near her loose strands of hair.

Isn't this what I always wanted to feel with her?

Isn't this what I want to do with her?

The heartbeat like a madly running horse, the eyes that want to say many things but could only fit few due to grand supply but less capacity; the lips that are shivering with unknown expectations.

Woah! This is it!

I care less if I am called a drama queen right now because the feeling is incomparable.

But what I'm happier about was what I saw in my little Fae's eyes. For the first time ever, I saw the kind of hesitation wrapped with shyness and ribboned with passion that a girl feels towards a man she likes.

"I think I can feel it, Ale." She whispered thoughtfully, still laying front on me. There are many people around us, some watching us, some looking away, some not caring at all but heck, I don't care as long as she is on me.

"Feel what?"

"Feel what mama, Mae and Rae told me about." Her voice was low in an analyzing way which amused me.

This girl is so precious that I want to make a bracelet out of her and put her on me forever.

"And that is." I asked putting one hand under my head and the other around her.

"Like, umm – like your heart beats in an unhealthy way, the blood around the cheeks stagnates and you brain pressures you to –"

"Pressures you to?"

"I- forgot. They did say that my brain will pressure me do something but I forgot. I was talking business with Sabrina at that time that I did not give much attention to the brain issues." And the Fae I always loved is back.

This absurd things she says is what charms me into her den.

God, give her brain a command to kiss me and I will take it further later.

"Forget about what they said, what is your brain pressuring you about right now."

She tapped her chin against my chest slowly as she kept thinking about what I asked her. If this isn't adorable, then I don't know what is.

"I feel a little fussy in my head and I don't know why, I feel so comfortable talking to you like this." Finally!

Zinnia, Albina! Take a bow from me. This cruel Mafia Don is bowing to you both for achieving something that no one could till now; not even me.

I think there is something in this White blood that makes Fae and her sisters so-

So...

I don't know. I can't give a word to it.

"But I think I feel according to the script so it must be something good."

"It is. How about we move forward in the script and kiss?" I probed, tightening my arm around her but to my dismay, she shook her head strongly.

Why?

I want to kiss you so badly!

"Mae said that a first kiss should be special and unforgettable." First kiss? Didn't we already kiss a few times already?

"But we already kissed before."

"That is not our first kiss. We are now in 'The Mafia Stalker' story playing our characters as hero and heroine. So we will have our first kiss while couple skydiving." Huh?

Her reason for the kiss is acceptable but she wants to kiss me in air while skydiving?

That is so like what Fae would think.

"Okay. Then let's go on a skydiving spree tomorrow." She nodded and placed her chin on chest again thinking about something deeply.

We lay like that on the grass for few more minutes before we ended the tour for the day. I dropped her back at Petrov Mansion and went to meet those two White husbands in a bar as planned.

Both of them were already in drinking in the private room by the time I arrived so I just chugged down a peg of whiskey before we got down to the point.

"So what you are telling me is, she did not act like a usual White would the whole day, yes?" Callisto's tone is furnished with astonishment. I can easily tell that both of them are in shock that Fae actually listens to me well.

What do I do with these two?

They are such a pair of hopeless weasels.

What is the benefit of being a King of Mafia for a large continent when they couldn't even understand and equip themselves accordingly?

"We should be talking about the supplies we should be sending to Hong Kong and get a hand over the dealing over there. Shouldn't we be talking about the ongoing chaos in the Dark market business in Hong Kong?" We are fu**ing Mafia Dons.

With Fae, I cannot help but be like a sappy lover can only see and think of her but none. But now, with fellow gentle-Mafia-men, I want to talk about illegalities and some fun cruel atrocities.

I miss talking ruthless!

"That is not important. Dealing with Hong Kong market is much easier than dealing with Whites. Do you even know what kind of a person a White is? Can you imagine the life after marrying a White?" Demyan said exasperatedly waving his hands around.

"No because like you are saying, my little Fae does give me and my Padre a lot unexpected surprises but I enjoy them. That is what makes her so special. The mantra to coexist with a White is to give them their freedom and just support them in everything unconditionally and they will listen to you no matter what. It's give and take." I shared honestly.

They should try accepting them wholeheartedly and they will see the miracle. From these few days of knowing Whites, I can easily tell that these White sisters are like those playful, naughty, wild and unkempt pets that should be dealt with love in a way they are showing us.

How come such clever men couldn't realize such simple thing?

"Special? Coexsist? Enjoy? Support? Love?" Callisto scoffed sharing a very amusing look with Demyan.

The hell are they thinking right now?

Do they know something I don't?

"Do you think you can support, coexist and love everything that comes your way from your White Black?" This time, it's Demyan who asked me in laughter.

"Si" I answered confidently.

Both of them smirked widely almost like two horns of Satan, "Are you sure you can handle anything?" Both of them asked in unison.

"Si, no matter what, I can handle my little Fae's exceptionality comfortably." I answered in a confident octave making them laugh out loudly for good few minutes.

"Then I wish you all the best for the last day of you tour because –"

"Because?" I asked cautiously but the confidence in me is still lit like an Olympic lamp.

"Because, apparently your White Black wanted to have her one night stand with you in a real haunted house to feel the trill and our Whites are preparing for one." H-aunted house?

Making love in a haunted house?

Well that's –

That's ...!