Magnus
The lowest orphanage that I ever founded is open for me to visit in 1998. I'm now a successful 28-year-old male who is in his early 30s. Additionally, I would want to thank my ancestors, who never let their future grandkids down. However, there is a dilemma.
Love and other forms of sexual activity are not my interests.
"Good day, sir!" the children greeted.
Although it is the biggest party the kids have ever had, to me it is fairly simple.
"Where is Alice, and why is this party not as great as they told me?"
I asked Leroy, my second assistant, although unlike Alice, he is in charge of my meeting and upcoming interviews.
"I'll get her, Magnus."
I wander about the party hall while Leroy was lecturing Alice; I don't bother to talk to the elders because they bore me.
The youngsters here range in age from seven to fourteen, and when they turn fifteen they are transported to my home for teens since, as far as I know, teenagers turned wild and some joined my business as man power.
"Go, Johnny!"
The young audience cheers as the boy dances like a stripper to upbeat music.
I said, "Stop!"
Despite not being seductive, I found the music to be unsettling. When the music stopped, the elders approached me and asked, "What's wrong?" I said "that boy was dancing erratically."
The older man forced the child to apologize as he timidly approached me.
"Sorry"
For the first time, I felt as though my entire soul was being shattered by this young person in front of me as I froze or gasped when the lad spoke.
I want to talk to this boy.
We were shown to a peaceful chamber by the elder. He is trembling and fiddling with his fingers. The air-conditioned room and my men's protection of the outside door offer this young man exquisite shivers.
"Whats your name, pet?"
"Sir Johnalexis,"
I can't commit pedophilia since this young man will avoid me for the rest of his life, but the magnificent voice echoes through my body as if he were inviting me to devour him.
"What is your age?"
"I'm officially turning 10 today since it's my birthday, sir."
I grinned because, despite the 18-year gap, I had already met the person I would be spending my lonely nights with.
"Should you thank me for your birthday celebration?" He laughed. the sexiest giggle I've ever heard in my brief existence.
"This is not just for me, sir; it is your foundation celebration." He seems to be testing who I am, and his brilliance challenges me.
"Do you want to."I firmly asked.
"I've had enough fun since you stopped me from dancing, so no thanks." I smiled, his attitude makes his smile wider yet,
"Any views on adoption?" I asked, He appeared dejected as if something negative had occurred.
"I won't ever be adopted at this age, sir; instead, I'll grow up and work for your factory to support myself"
Does he not regard me as having such an interest in him? His point of view makes me angry. His sad eyes finally met mine as I turned to face him, and they tore at my heart.
"I will adopt you"
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