The Mafia Lord's Secret Lover (Evelyn) novel Chapter 111

111 What Did Daddy Do?

111 What Did Daddy Do?

Axel didn’t answer right away. 1

He simply tightened his arm around her and pressed a light kiss to the top of her head.

“Then let’s keep it that way.”

The simplicity of his words made her heart swell.

For a moment, the world outside didn’t exist. It was just the two of them. Just quiet warmth and a promise that didn’t need to be spoken.

She closed her eyes again, smiling against his chest. ‘Maybe this is what happiness feels like, she thought.

Minutes passed like seconds.

The steady sound of his heartbeat almost lulled her back to sleep, until-

‘Knock. Knock. Knock.‘ Sounds snapped her eyes open.

And, a bright little voice called from the other side of the door.

“Mommy! Daddy! Are you guys awake yet?”

Evelyn abruptly sat so fast, “Oh my God… Oliver!” she whispered, but loud enough for Axel to hear it.

Axel rubbed his neck, fighting back a laugh, looking at how panicked Evelyn was now.

“What time is it?” she asked, panic creeping into her voice.

He glanced lazily at the clock on the nightstand. “Seven.”

“Seven?” she gasped. “My goodness… We overslept. He’s been waiting for breakfast, right?”

Axel sat up, completely unbothered, his voice still husky. “Guess we had a good night.”

Evelyn turned to scold him with her gaze, “Axel…”

He chuckled, “Relax, Eve… We’ll feed him before he stages a protest. Besides, Jimmy and the chef are outside, so there’s no need to

panic.

She feels relieved to remember she is now in their new home, not in the apartment in Willocrest where she had to cook for them.

Another round of knocking followed, this time more impatient.

“Mommy… Are you awake? Can we start breakfast now? I’m hungry…”

“Coming, sweetheart…

Evelyn called quickly, running her fingers through her messy hair. She jumped off the bed and looked around for her robe.

Axel leaned back against the headboard, watching her with genuine amusement. “You’re cute when you panic, Eve.”

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“Stop talking and move!” She pulled the blanket up to cover him, just in case Oliver barged in.

“Yes, ma’am,” he said with a smile, not moving an inch.

Evelyn shook her head and made sure her pajamas were still intact. A small part of her worried that Axel might’ve, well, accidentally torn them in his sleep. Knowing him, it wasn’t entirely impossible.

She sighed, brushing her hair back as she walked across the room.

When she reached the door, she hesitated, glancing over her shoulder. Axel was still lounging there, one arm draped casually over the

sheets, that familiar, lazy smile playing on his lips.

‘Seriously? How did one man manage to look that smug first thing in the morning?‘ she wonders with a faint smile.

Then she opened the door.

There, he was. Her adorable son, Oliver, looks cute in his little black hoodie and messy hair.

“Good morning, sweetheart,” Evelyn said, leaning down to hug him. The familiar scent of him and the warmth of his tiny arms instantly

warm her heart. “Are you hungry already?”

Oliver nodded earnestly.

“Yes, Mommy. Jimmy said I could start breakfast, but you told me before… ‘we will eat together at seven, remember? So I came to wake

you up!”

His serious tone and those bright, expectant eyes made guilt poke at her chest. She’d completely forgotten her own rule.

“Oh, sweetheart,” she murmured, brushing his cheek with her thumb. “Mommy’s sorry. You did the right thing. Thank you for waking

Mommy.”

Oliver puffed up a little at her praise.

“It’s okay. I can wait a bit more. You can come after you’re ready.”

Evelyn smiled, touched by how considerate he’d become lately.

“You’re such a good and kind boy. Why don’t you go play with Daddy while I change, hmm?”

She looked at the bed, planning to call Axel, but was surprised to see it was empty.

‘Wait. When did he…? Geez… He moves fast, she shook her head in disbelief.

Oliver blinked up at her, curious.

“What did daddy do to you? Wait..Where is Daddy?”

“I don’t know, sweetheart,” she said quickly, forcing a smile. “I think, maybe he’s in the bathroom?”

“Oh…” Oliver’s face brightened. “Then I’ll wait in the dining room!”

“You know what, that’s a good idea,” she said, bending down to kiss his forehead.

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He grinned and ran off, his small footsteps echoing down the hall. 2

Evelyn stayed at the doorway for a second longer, watching him disappear around the corner with a fond, lingering smile.

Once he was gone, she exhaled, rubbing her temples.

“Oh God, that boy’s too smart for his age,” she muttered with a half–laugh. “If he starts asking about why Daddy and I sleep in so late, I’m

moving back to Willowcrest.”

She gave one last glance toward the closed bathroom door and shook her head again, amused.

The scent of freshly brewed coffee and buttered toast filled the air as Evelyn entered the dining room.

Sunlight streamed through the tall windows, bathing the long mahogany table in a soft golden glow.

Oliver was already seated, his face beaming when he spotted his parents.

“Mommy… Daddy…. Look, look… Jimmy made pancakes shaped like horses, my horse, Cloud.”

He pointed proudly at his plate, where two slightly misshapen pancakes, complete with chocolate chip eyes, sat stacked with syrup

dripping down the sides.

Evelyn laughed softly and took her seat beside him.

“Wow! They look just like Cloud…what a wonderful pancake Jimmy made for you, sweetheart.”

Axel sat across from them, already reaching for his coffee.

“Horses, huh? I think Cloud will be upset if he finds out you’ve been eating his cousins.”

Oliver gasped, worriedly, “Daddy! I’m sure you know… Pancakes aren’t horses.”

Axel chuckled, clearly amused at his son’s outrage. “Relax, buddy. I was only teasing you.”

Watching them, Evelyn’s heart melted.

The easy way Axel ruffled Oliver’s hair, the warmth in his voice made her forget everything else.

Oliver leaned forward, syrup glistening on his chin.

“Daddy, can we go fishing later? I saw the lake near the forest. It’s big. I wanna catch a fish this big…” He stretched his arms as wide as he

could.

Axel played along, widening his eyes.

“That’s so Big, Buddy. Must be a monster fish. You’d better be strong enough to wrestle it.” He said playfully.

“Oh, I’m strong alright…” Oliver flexed his tiny arm, and both his parents burst out laughing.

Evelyn’s laughter softened into a smile as she quietly ate her breakfast.

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