A Little Villain

Katya

You have got to be kidding me!

"Don't shoot me, please!"

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Three hours ago, I lay in the arms of Ferrara, basking in the afterglow of a great night and nursing a little hangover, when Christopher opened the door with a loud thud, nudging us awake faster than an alarm clock.

"Daddy, mommy, help me!"

Trust me, Ferrara and I jerked awake instantly, reaching for our weapons and panting for breath, as we hid our son under the duvet, prepared to shoot whoever had dared walk in here.

This was a heavily secured property, so who could it be?

A petty thief?

Or even worse, the person responsible for the incidents of the past weeks?

Almost immediately, the door swung open again, and we positioned our weapons, waiting for the intruder to burst in...

But surprisingly, it was none other than Matteo, followed by Carlos, both of them wearing green scarecrow masks and a hysterical laughter in their lips.

But as soon as they entered the room, and met the storm of anger and exhaustion in our sle