Shadows Within The Past

Chapter 110: Forbidden

Emma noted this exchange, fascinated by the dynamic between Alexander and Emily. Alexander asked Emily if she needed help with her math, and Emily replied with a cheeky "Surely, sir!" Alexander smiled and nodded, "Okay, so math is it. Let's get started then." Emily squealed with excitement and jumped off Alexander's lap, racing over to the kitchen table where her math books were laid out. Alexander chuckled and followed her, sitting down beside her and beginning to explain complex math concepts in a patient and gentle tone. Emma watched, mesmerized, as Alexander transformed from a formidable mafia boss into a kind and nurturing mentor. She couldn't help but wonder what other surprises this family had in store for her. Alexander, the "Devil King" of the mafia world, was now patiently explaining algebra to his 13-year-old niece, who was gazing up at him with adoring eyes. It was a surreal scene, and Emma felt like she was trapped in a crazy dream. But as she watched Alexander and Emily work through their math problems together, she couldn't help but feel a sense of warmth and belonging. This family might be a little weird, but they were definitely interesting.

Emma expected Alexander to be cold and rude to everyone, including his family, given his fearsome reputation as a mafia boss. But what she witnessed was a completely different story. Emily, Alexander's 13-year-old niece, was struggling with her math homework, and Alexander was trying to help her. But when Emily exclaimed, "I don't want to do this math, I hate it!" Alexander pulled out a gun from nowhere and pointed it at Emily's math book, saying "Read... or else" in a mock-menacing tone. Emily's eyes widened in alarm, but then she burst out laughing and said, "Ok, ok, I'm doing it! Chill, Uncle Alexander!" Alexander chuckled and put the gun away, ruffling Emily's hair and saying, "Good girl. Now, let's get back to those math problems." Emma's mind was reeling as she watched this exchange. She had never seen anything like it before. The way Alexander and Emily interacted was so... normal. So playful. It was hard to reconcile this with the fearsome reputation that Alexander had. As Emma watched, Alexander and Emily went back to their math problems, laughing and joking together. Emily even looked up at Alexander with a mischievous grin and said, "Uncle, keep the gun away for the next lesson, okay?" Alexander chuckled and ruffled Emily's hair, saying, "I make no promises, kiddo. But I'll try to behave myself." Emma couldn't help but laugh at the absurdity of it all. Who would have thought that a mafia boss would be using a gun to motivate his niece to do her math studies?

Emma was having a front-row seat to the most unlikely math lesson she had ever witnessed. Alexander, the intimidating mafia boss, was patiently explaining complex math concepts to his 13-year-old niece, Emily. He was smiling condescendingly, saying "Easy peasy and interesting. I don't know why you find it hard." Emily rolled her eyes good-naturedly and shot back, "If you find it so interesting, go write my math exam then." Alexander's expression changed in an instant, and he glared at Emily, his eyes narrowing. But then Emily quickly added, "I was joking 😁😃!" and Alexander's face relaxed into a smile.

As they worked through the math problems together, Alexander smiled and nodded. "Ok, one more chapter and we're good to go," he said, his eyes scanning the math book. Emily groaned good-naturedly. "Do we have to?" she asked, pouting. Alexander chuckled. "Yes, we have to," he said, his voice firm but playful. Just as they were finishing up, Alexander's phone rang, and he apologized to Emily as he answered it. "I'm sorry, kiddo, duty calls," he said, getting up from the table.

Emily nodded understandingly. "Ok, I'm almost done with this chapter too. Bye, Uncle Alexander!" she said, waving goodbye as Alexander walked out of the room, phone in hand. Emma watched as Emily went back to her math homework, focusing intently on the page. She seemed like a responsible and diligent student, and Emma found herself feeling a sense of admiration for the young girl.

But Emma's curiosity got the better of her, and she thought to herself, "I wonder where Alexander is off to." She decided to follow him, trying to be as quiet and stealthy as possible. She got up from the couch and trailed behind Alexander, trying not to make a sound as she followed him out of the room. She kept a safe distance, not wanting to be caught snooping around. As she followed Alexander, Emma found herself wondering what kind of "duty call" he could be responding to. Was it something related to his business? Or was it something more personal? She couldn't help but feel a sense of intrigue as she followed him deeper into the house.