Ivan’s POV:
I’ve finished cooking our lunch like morning with my doll just sitting on the cabinet and eating her chocolate. I was about to call Mario and Marina when they both came running inside the kitchen, making me panic seeing their tensed faces.
“Ivan… the Antonov mafia is planning to attack us. They somehow found everything is under Madison’s name, and they want to protect her now. Seems like they also didn’t try to find out about you even after your surname. Your parents have hidden both of your names from the ears of the world. They only found out about Madison through her parents,” Mario whispered to me, dragging her away from my doll.
“What the hell… Mario. My own mafia plans to attack me?” I couldn’t help but feel frustrated, not knowing why no one is trying to find out my true identity.