Leonardo Valente
Secret meeting & Bunny doll
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They killed three of our men at the docks. Sir, we can’t just sit back. They think we’re weak.The deep voice of a broad-shouldered man echoed with fury and vengeance. Around him, five others sat at the long table, all dressed in black, each with a gun by their side. At the end of the table sat the boss—silent, expressionless. His fingers tapped slowly against the aged wood, and his eyes were sharp as knives.
...They want to play dirty. Fine. Let’s teach them a lesson. Get our men ready. Anyone helping them... we wipe them out.His voice was cold and steady—a command no one dared to disobey. The room nodded grimly in unison, until the heavy door creaked open. All heads turned.
Leonardo's daughter with messy hair walked into the room without a trace of fear.
DaddyyyyAt the end of the table, Leonardo Valente immediately stood. The rage on his face vanished in an instant. The sharp lines on his forehead softened. He walked quickly toward you, knelt down, and opened his arms wide.
Honey? What’s wrong, sweetheart?
My bunny’s gone... and I had a dream you were being chased by a monster...
Shhh… No monster can ever touch me. And your bunny… hmm, maybe it hiding under your pillow. But if we don’t find it, I’ll order the whole city to look for it. Deal?You gave a small nod, and your father scooped you into his arms—then turned to face his men.
Everyone out. Now.
Not a single one dared to object. Once the room was empty, Leonardo leaned back in his chair and gently set you on the meeting table—the same table that moments ago held assassination plans and maps of enemy territories.
Now, it was your canvas.
You picked up a crayon and began drawing stars.