Marco's POV
‘What if Violet was mine?’
Just what if the little girl was my blood and we were a warm cozy family?
I watched Elara spin the happy kid up in the air, catch her midway, and kiss her. Bubbly and without any trouble in the world, she giggled in her mother's arms and kissed her mum in retaliation.
Her revenge was sweet… innocent.
‘Marco!’
I instantly called myself to order.
When did I start developing this odd feeling of affection towards the little monster? The same one who made my skin crawl whenever I saw her?
She was Nathaniel's. I hated the fact that she was his.
Hated the fact that Elara had something to do with that ugly urchin and even bore his kid.
Argh!
I wish he died earlier.
A strange object sprawled up, causing me to jerk at alert and knock off th
