Vengeance From Despised Son-In-Law

Mafia's Leader

William slowly opened his eyes as he realized there was something weighing down on his body at that moment. It didn't feel like the usual pillow he used, this time it felt much heavier. In addition, William quickly opened his eyes as he realized that something on his stomach was moving freely.

"Yawn.. James? Is that you?"

William's still unclear vision couldn't quickly recognize who was on top of his stomach.

The figure just remained silent but could vaguely be caught by William's sight, how a perfect smile appeared on the face of the person pinning him down.

"You naughty boy! Is it that hard to answer the question your father asked? What are you doing here, hm? Your father is still sleeping. Didn't you knock on the door first? Where is the nanny who takes care of you? Why are you here?"

James, who was being asked like that, just remained silent. He then lay his body right on top of William, hugging his foster father tightly.

"Can I ask you something?"

James, who had grown into a hand