Doted On By The Mafia Boss

The girl carefully tip toed on her feet lest she disturbed someone, the house was pitch black as if it has been abandoned for a very long time. All the maids had long drifted into slumber and it seemed that even the guards who were patrolling out got tired and were sleeping too. Ryan's room was on the same floor as hers and thus it didn't take too long for her to go there. The girl stood in front of the door and didn't put lot of efforts in thinking as she carefully twisted open the door and entered in. She switched on the light and scanned the lifeless room with her eyes, last time when she cane her whole focus was on the owner of this room that she failed to study this room in detail.

His study was totally different than Little Bee's, the walls were plain with shades of white and metallic grey, there were modern abstract paintings with dull color and pots of cactus and Venus fly traps were kept arranged on the shelves. Right beside his chair was a gigantic board with several news articles and pictures of men were pinned. 

Bee once heard that one could judge the personality of the person just by observing his taste in colors.It turned out to be true, bland Prince Charming really had a bland taste in everything.

Bee didn't think too much as she directly went to his working table and started searching. There were several papers with several codes written on them, piles of documents, pictures of various men with red cross in them were there. Bee couldn't bother with it and continued searching for something useful for herself.

"Nothing... There is nothing.. ouch!" Bee squeaked as she hit the table out of frustration hurting herself back. Her enthusiasm to draw were going downhill and she was left the study but stopped on her tracks when she saw another room at the end of the corridor. Her spirits were lifted again as she ran to it, the door was not locked and went ajar just by a simple twist on the knob.

it emitted was undeniable. There was a king

indeed rich but this was the first time she encountered one. Bee forgot the purpose why he was here and wandered around a bit till her

mountains, houses, something that looked like elephant, flowers and apple. Bee was a brilliant artist and couldn't stop herself from criticizing them. She said to herself, "These are

through them lazily when she saw a drawing which attracted her conscious attention. This was peculiar than the rest as it featured two human like

was taller than the girl and both held hands with a red heart floating between them. There

head was written Ryan and above the girl's it was Cathey and below the figures were three

but had brains enough to understand what that drawing meant; she was sure that this 'Cathey' was not some random person but shared a special relationship with Ryan as he had this drawing hung in his wall. The smile on her face had long vanished when her eyes fell on the red heart between them; she dared not to think more and come to