Revenge of the Unforeseen Mafia Boss

Declaration, An Heir

Damien and Ash became the highlight of tonight’s party.

Not a single head was turned away from them and they quickly captured the attention of the paparazzi. Camera flashes started running, brightly blinding the people in the scene. Everyone went crazy to find this new exotic pair.

Damien was nervous as he walked, but his cold face kept the others fooled by how classy he remained. Meanwhile, Ash kept squeezing his arm, telling him he was being too stiff.

They both forced a smile on their audiences who stared at them with mouths gaping open.

“Calm down, Master,” Ash whispered to him. “You don’t wanna get too stiff and trip, do you not?”

“Are they looking?” Damien asked her.

Ash’s polar blue eyes swept the venue until they spotted the Coltons in the front. Their eyes were wide and they were pale as the tablecloth. Their lips were parted as if they have seen a ghost.

This brought Ash so much enjoyment. She slowly rested her head against Damien’s arm and cuddled. “Yes, they are.”

Damie