[Delianna’s POV]
The next day, it was so early in the afternoon that the twins wanted to watch cartoons. The both of them strained me to put the sleeping mat on the floor for them to lie down as they watch.
Naughty boys… it was tiring to put all the pillows in the living room. Chain is taking a shower, so there is no one to help me.
“Milk, Milk.” I heard Gunner requesting to have his milk now, but I was so busy replying my employees and runners about the Transaction which will be held at Mexico later night.
“Wait, baby.” I said as I keep my hands and eyes focus on my phone screen as I explained to the crew about our objective.
“Why is he crying?” Chain came out from his room… shirtless. He’s only wearing a black denim pedal while drying his hair with a white towel.
“He needs milk.”
