Celebration

" Well of course you are now the mistress of this house. Milo's mother. " He added softly as it made my heart tender. Wow,such sweet words, I never had actually expected some sort of respect, but I guess I was just judging to hard on who he appears to be than he actually is. Maybe he isn't such a bad guy. " Besides, if I get busted, you're my accomplice. I'll take you to hell with me." He couldn't help himself as a smirk crawled upon his face as I let out a chuckle.

Of course, same old Colton.

" Ready?" He inquired offering his arm.

" Ready." I repeated as I slipped my arm through his and we strolled out the room. Feeling a tingling sensation in my arm, I realized I wasn't use to being so close to a guy. Although it was Colton and he was cold as ice, I couldn't help but feel something chipper at my stomach. We looked like an actual couple, all fancy and stuff. My eyes gazed over to Colton who stood emotionless as he probably thought nothing of it.

I mean why would he? He probably had many woman at his disposal, why would he bat an eye towards me? Not that I wasn't gorgeous because I was. Just probably not his type and lord was I grateful for that. That would mean I would actually have to be romantic with him. Even though Milo did enough of that himself, to Colton it was a game and nothing more than personal Satisfaction of harassing me but to Milo it was nothing more than what his parents should do.

Milo, the sweet baby that I was in this mess for in the first place. I wonder where he was now,

I sighed as I soon realized I had no idea where he was.

I halted as Colton stopped in his tracks looking right at me. " What is it?" He said in a calmer voice than expected.

" I forgot about Milo. I mean I was supposed to bathe, dress, and get ready for the event, and I don't even know where he is!" I freaked out as I heard a slight chuckle escape from his lips.

What was so funny? I had no idea where Milo was? He probably wasn't ready and I'm not doing my job as his mother!

He rolled his eyes as he patted my arm, " Don't worry Thomas took care of that. He's waiting for us downstairs." He informed as my heart breathed a sigh of relief.

" Oh, okay." I said meekly, feeling much better that I hadn't failed at my job. Trailing forward as I muttered under my breath, " You didn't have to laugh at me."

He perked his brow as if he heard, " I was laughing at the face you were making, not because you were concerned about Milo." He let me known as I blinked.

" Well I'm sorry for doing my job."

" You just have to control your facial emotions, the rest is fine."

" I'll make a note of that, sir." I emphasize the last word as he clicked his tongue.

" That mouth of yours will get you in trouble, someday." He remarked.

" Oh really! I thought I was already was." I said sarcastically even though it was the truth. I was already in deep shit without having to say a word. Hell I was just born into it.

His stopped turning his cold eyes on me, his aura different than the comment before, " Seriously though. Be careful what you say around these people. There are mobster just like I am but less lenient. They won't hesitate to hurt you. You understand? " He warned as if I didn't know. I was captain of this men, I had commanded them. Of course I knew the risk, but I was a bigger threat.

I nodded, "Yeah, I know you don't want me to be a pain in the ass." I acknowledge as his eyes softened.

" I wouldn't like anything particular bad to happen to you either." He added as I cocked my brow telling him what do you mean. " You are still Milo's mother, and the mistress of this house. I will not allow- will not tolerate anything bad happen to you."

For some reason I could feel my heart skip a beat. It was almost like he actually cared for me. Or he just wanted me to keep living for Milo's sake.

Probably the latter.

Without any further exchange of words we walked until we arrived at the grand staircase. I scanned the room filled with familiar and unfamiliar faces. Just hoping they wouldn't recognize mine. However all eyes fell on me. Well Colton and me.

They turned pale white like they had seen a ghost or something. Hey, that was rude I know I wasn't there definition of status but hey they didn't know I was a ex mafia boss.

Step by step we took down the stairs as we near the guest who never took their eyes off me. I swear I wanted to dig a hole and die. However my eyes fluttered over to the little boy. Milo stood in Thomas arms as he looked so absolutely abordable in a mini suit and his hair gel back looking just like his face.. My eyes sparkled as I held my arms out wide and open, " Aw, my little boy." I beamed as he ran into my arms, some people gasping.

" Mommy!"He exclaimed as he wrapped his arms around my neck.

" My baby." I repeated as I gave a kiss on his forehead as he giggled. Quickly a woman in a wheelchair approached me with a girl chasing after her grabbing onto the push handles. The elderly lady scanned me up and down, and up and down. Admittedly, while she scanned me I did the same. She was obviously upper in age, yet she didn't have many wrinkles probably do to the excellent five star treatment she received. But there we still some faint lines here and there. Her hair jet black just like Colton, and sharp sky blue eyes.With a stern face, and tightly pressed lips. Yep, she was definitely related to Colton!

She was probably the true Mistress of the Clan, so I better pay my respects, " Hello, Madam. It's a pleasure to you." I said in a cordial tone as slightly lowered my gaze. Looking like a meek sheep

" I cannot believe he is allowing you to hold him." She replied as her eyes became sparkling, instinctively I knew she was referring to Milo. I already had been aware through Robertson, and Thomas that Milo disliked people touching him, but I an ex-mafia boss was the exception. I guess like called to like.

I nodded, I didn't know what else to do or say.

" He doesn't even allow me to do that." She let me know as I bit my lip. What the hell was I suppose to say? Like yeah, he likes me better than you. Hell, no! I wasn't an idiot nor rude. I looked at Thomas, putting my best puppy eyes as he got the message.

Clearing his throat he spoke up, " Yes, he is very fond of Miss. Kaira, jumping into her arms anytime, and when she instructs him to do something, he does it."

She gazed over Thomas and back at me again.

" It must be a blessing."

I placed my forehead on Milo's as he giggled, " He is indeed a blessing." I affirmed as she drew a smile.

" Miss.Kaira is it?" She asked.

" Just Kaira, is fine. Mrs. Ivar."

" Oh, call me Nana! If Milo loves you, I love you." She applied as she reached out for my hand and patted it. She looked like a cute elderly woman I couldn't help but grin.

" Ok, nana." I awkwardly repeated her command as she stared at me.

" You look so much like her." She blurted as I blinked who was her? Was she referring to Cassandra? I looked like Cassandra, Milo's mother? She knew about Milo's mother. Maybe she could tell something about her. Meanwhile Colton approached from behind place a hand on my lower back.

" That's enough, grandmother." He said in an affirmative, yet caring voice as she slapped his arm.

She could do that, without dying?

" Telling an old woman what to do, don't you have shame in yourself?" She said teasingly as he leaned down planting a peck on her cheek, appearing like a good grandson. Just when I was about to find out the tea, he obviously converted to a generous individual.

As he opened to speak his mouth a boisterous voice pierced the air as she wrapped her arms around Colton. " Oh Colton, love! How long has it been!" The big busted blonde stepped over nana announcing. Nana groaned, and I blinked holding Milo close.

Who is this bitch?