┊ ┊ ┊ ˚✧ A MAN WHO LOST HIS wife has to live as a single father of eight children. the eight siblings deeply care for their father and love his everything. that is until unexpectedly friends of his father soon appeared into his life witch made [m.na...
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ೃ⁀➷ 𝐁𝐄𝐂𝐀𝐔𝐒𝐄 ❜❜
𝙬𝙚 𝙘𝙖𝙣 𝙜𝙚𝙩 𝙠𝙞𝙡𝙡𝙚𝙙. ˊˎ -
In [m.name] early years age wasn't a nice man, In fact he was always cruel towards everyone. The fact that everyone feared him made him feel superior then anyone, he loved that feeling.
Yet a found a woman who changed his heart, he could now see what wrong he was. He loved that woman with all his heart, and swore to live his life with her until old.
"[m.name], love what are you doing?" Asked a woman with a sweet voice, peaking over the dark [h.color] haired teen. Both of them had reverently became a couple in high school and everything was going perfect. "Oh- nothing concerning!"
She quirked a brow upwards seeing that [m.name] had covered his knuckles with a white towel. Gasping with a worried expression asking what happened to him. He was hesitant but told her; "I got into a fight with Dio Brando again. . . I . . I hate him. . ."
"But your know fighting makes everything worse, ,"
"I'm sorry." [m.name] looked down, almost like a sad puppy in her eyes. "In my trip to Italy please don't get hurt [m.name] promise me . . ." She whispered cupping the others cheeks making him nod. "I promise. . ."
"I'll be hanging around with Kars or Diego. . . Maybe Kira . ." He whispered back, "alright I talked to them and I told them to take care of them!" She smiled sending a beam.
"Look woman I don't need babysitters!"
"Oh yes you do~ your a big baby!" She cooed snaking the other back.
. . . . Time skip.
"I do want to marry her. . She's perfect and I want to start a family ." [m.name] whispered cupping both his cheeks letting out a loud sigh. "I could tell you are saying the truth, I've never seen you like this. . . ." Pucci smiled.
The truth was Pucci never liked that woman, everyone knows his small crush for [m.name] but. . . "Speaking of her inside a church. . . It's almost as telling god to give me a chance to be with her forever . . ."
His [e.color] eyes looked up from his lap seeing Pucci sitting where a hand piano was, staring down at him. "I-I I love her too much. . . I sound like a High school chick in love. . ."
