"Ok,come on boys. Time for breakfast" I said as they walked in excitedly to the modern designed kitchen as I set their pancakes.
I was in the kitchen,shirtless making breakfast for us all.
Derek walks in and pecks the boys head good morning.
I put a plate full of breakfast food in front of Derek as I pecked his addictive lips.
"Good morning" he says and I reply back with a good morning before taking a seat.
Rion's behavior didn't go unnoticed by me.
He wasn't eating much. Just picking his food around before yawning as he shook his head and pushed his food away.
"Rion?what's wrong cub?" I asked concerned.
He looks startled from his sleepy state as he stuttered out nothing.
"Come here" I said tapping my thigh as he gets off his seat with the help of Ares who pecks his baby brother's forehead giving him a soft smile as Rion walked over to me.
"Derek?baby?can you grab me Rion's plate" Derek nods passing me Rion's plate.
I forked some pancake before putting it in front of Rion's lips.
He shakes his head hiding his face in my chest.
"No daddy, i don't want to eat" he whined as I bounce him lightly on my thigh.
"Come on cub,I promise its good. Just afew forkful please... for daddy?" He looked hesitantly before sighing out in defeat as he opened his mouth and I fed him.
He eats as I praise him until he shook his head clutching his stomach.
"Daddy?!can I finish his?!" Dimitri asked excited.
"Sure. Rion is full anyway" Ares pouted.
"There's more batter,I'll make it later" I said as he gives a dimpled grin and I smirk.
These kids.
"Ill make it" Derek says standing up and making more pancakes.
"I love you Rion" I said as he nuzzled closer to my neck.
"I love you daddy" he mumbled tiredly before he fell asleep on me.
YOU ARE READING
The School Bully and The Mafia Heir
Short StoryDerek Lakewood is known to be the school's bully who is also the king of the school. Everyone knows him. His parents are loaded and he also happens to be the only child in the family. He can get any girl he wants with just a few sweet words and he h...
