Doted On By The Mafia Boss

CHAPTER 40- I WANT TO BE YOUR MAN

"You are more irrational than the irrational number itself.", Ryan complained. No matter how much he

refused his friend still explained, "You fancy her, bro. You are gonna make her yours. You are not doing

anything wrong... Be a man, Ryan. A MAN!" The boy made sure he stressed the last two words to

influence his mind.

Ryan grunted, his friend did have a point. He was sure he will make her his one day, there was nothing

wrong in... Personalising her for himself, right. A little body contact won't kill anybody! He massaged his

temples and said that he will look into it before hanging up. When he went back to the room the girl was

decorating the bed for them; she cleared all her stuffed toys to make space for him. The boy looked at

her arrangements and asked, "Umm... What are you doing, Cathey?"

"I am making the bed for us to sleep!" The girl straightened the irregular blankets and sat down before

continuing quizzically, "Why do you call me Cathey, Ryan?" The boy pinched her cheeks lightly, her

skin was as smooth as butter and seemed to be melting in his hands. He explained, "It's short for

Catherine, as a nickname. It is given to people we like..." The girl beamed, "You like me, Ryan?" He sat

down on the bed next to her and slowly said, "More than you can ever imagine."

"Hihi... I like you too, Ryan." Catherine made a little heart with her petite hands and smiled. Ryan's

heart welled up with warmth, he touched her chin and lifted her head a bit, saying softly, "Grow up

quickly, ok?" Before the girl could say anything the boy blinked and turned away; picking up her This content is © NôvelDrama.Org.

storybook he waved at her, "Let's sleep, ok?"

"The beast turned back into a prince; Belle married the prince she loved and they lived happily ever

after..." Ryan dragged the story to the end in his soothing voice and turned around to watch her

sleeping. In the moonlight, she looked peaceful and angelic, out of any worries or regrets.

The boy turned around, Jack's words were still ringing in his head. She was asleep and she won't

know, it was a good opportunity for him to express his love secretly to her. The boy's lips curled up into

a smile; he slowly leaned forward towards her. His heart raced when he was inching closer to her but

he stopped midway. He smiled at her sleepy innocent face and sincerely pulled up her blankets. Ryan's

eyes were soft and pure when he corrected her hairs; in a voice that was barely audible, he started, "I

don't want to be either of the men; I just want to be your man..."

He took the stuffed toys and arranged them accordingly around her, secured two pillows lest she falls

down the bed. He took a last glance at her and murmured, "Good night, sweetheart." He took a pillow

and blanket for himself before making an accommodation for himself on the floor.

The boy had a hard time sleeping on the floor as he wasn't used to it, he laid there with a blanket

draped with his eyes fixated on the girl's sleeping face. He himself didn't know when he fell asleep but

when he woke up it was around two of the morning and Catherine was moving strangely on the bed.

Sweat beads covered her forehead and her breathing were escalated; Ryan yanked away his blanket

dashing towards her.

"Mom... Don't go... Please..." She mumbled in her slumber; Ryan could guess what she was dreaming

about by her panting mumbles. He patted her to consciousness, "Cathey, wake up... It's alright."

The girl woke up startled and stared at him with her teary eyes before jumping into his arms, shivering.

It turned out she saw her mom throwing her away and walking while she begged her to stop and not

leave her.

"Do you always see such nightmares?" He asked; she silently hugged her Fiona and nuzzled it close to

herself. What... Could she say about it?

Ryan poured her a glass of water before comforting her and putting her to sleep; to feel safe he sat

next to her and let her rest her head on his lap. He caresses her hairs, deep in thought.

He was worried about her; he didn't want to struggle with all these alone. He wanted to be there for her

but... He was very sure his parents won't let him stay with her. He wanted to be close to her no matter

where he was and like her man, be there when she was scared or hurt or needed him.

He took out his phone and called Jack, once he attended the call he hung up. Knowing the bro code,

he immediately came online.

"Bro, did you do it?" Was the first thing he sent. Ryan replied, "No, I will wait for her to be mine." Jack

sighed, "You won't change, man. It's a shame to be your friend."

"Cut the crap." Ryan texted before saying, "I am wondering something. Assist me."

Jack: Sure, what is it?

Ryan explained to her what she was going through and put forward his will to be with her. Jack typed, "I

understand but your dad won't let you." "I know." Ryan said before continuing, "I want to find a way...

So that I can be home yet keep her company."

Jack bubbled before his reply popped out, "That's impossible for mankind like you and me." Ryan got

impatient, "You are useless!"

"What you are asking is impossible, buddy."

"Yeah, I don't care. I will give you thirty minutes. I don't know what you do but sort out a way." Ryan

sent him before going offline.

"Dude, what the..." Jack jumped on his bed; he knew the family legacy that after Ryan successes the

business after his father he would replace his own dad being his right-hand man. He was raised to be

the second in command and that was why he was best friends with him from a young age. He had to

do what his to be Boss had to say, that was his job.

He yanked away his blanket, cursing Ryan under his breath million times he ran up to Google to find a

way out of his work.