Spurned Luna’s Return: On Your Knees, Alpha Chase

2 days later.

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Neylie’s pizza

This restaurant made the best pizza in Dollemorz town.

It had a parking lot for its customers. Many were either going into or leaving the restaurant with beautifully designed nylon bags.

A black jeep had just parked, and the four doors opened.

Five people- two young men, two young women and a little boy alighted from the car dressed in casual clothing. But one could tell that their outfits were worth a lot.

They were chatting as they headed towards the entrance of the restaurant.

When they entered, they chose a table at the extreme of the VIP section.

“Mummy, can I get sunglasses?” the little boy with red hair asked.

“Oh, you wanna look cool like uncle Mel?” his mum, a lady with curly, short black hair, asked with a raised eyebrow.

“No, it’s not like that. There’s this girl in my class…” the other young lady interrupted the little boy.

“Wow!” she applauded with widened, sparkling eyes. “You already like someone?”

“Aunty Regina, it’s not that way. She challenged me. She said I look girly. That I’d look manly if I wear sunglasses to school tomorrow.” the boy explained in distress.

“Gina, stop teasing my boy. Hun, look here…” she took out her phone and showed him the picture of a little boy with red hair.

“Is that… daddy?” the boy asked with doubt.

“Yes, of course, my boy.” replied his mum.

“Oh, let me see!” Gina snatched the phone and saw a chubby kid.

“Oh, he is so fat as a kid. Let me send this to my WhatsApp. I’m gonna bully him. Hehe!”

Unfortunately, the boy’s mum snatched back the phone.

“Carmelia, you’re no fun at all.” Regina complained with pouty lips and folded her arms.

“Aunty Regina, you are eating your words. Didn’t you say a month ago that bullies are bad people who feel insecure inside? Could it be that you are insecure? Maybe you weren’t pretty as a kid…” Carmelia instantly covered her son’s mouth.

“Shush, that’s enough. Don’t anger your aunty.”

“No, he’s right. It’s not nice to bully people. Blackmail is what I do best.” Regina removed Carmelia’s hand from the boy’s mouth and drew the boy closer.

“Hun, you are the sweetest kid I know. I can never be angry at anything you do. Just keep in mind that when you have a mate, I’m gonna black…”

“Ladies and gentle boy, we’re back.” one of the young men who had brown hair declared.

“Pizza, Daddy please gimme, gimme, gimme, gimme…” the little boy stretched out his small hands eagerly with shining eyes.

The other male, who had red hair, chuckled.

“Ladies first, Pedro.” he said, and the boy put his hands down, looking wronged.

“Oh, don’t give me that look. You know daddy can’t resist it.” he gave him a plate of the pizza.

“Thank you, daddy.” the boy accepted it and started eating it with a fork and knife.

The man, who was obviously his dad as they looked similar, shook his head and smiled.

He placed a large plate in front of his wife and sat beside her.

The other man with brown hair sat beside Regina.

“Honey, let’s dig in.” he said after kissing her cheek, causing her to blush.

“Aunty Regina, your face is red.” Pedro pointed out.

“Kiddo, can you not be so honest?” Regina said as she cut out a slice and put in her husband’s mouth.

“Delicious!” he praised. He also cut a small slice and fed her.

“Delectable!” she exclaimed.

Pedro looked at his parents.

“Dad, Mum, why aren’t you feeding each other? Or could it be that you’re embarrassed? Don’t worry, I’ll pretend not to see anything. I won’t consider you as shameless as uncle and aunty.” the little one continued to eat.

His parents’ mouth twitched.

This kid!

“Pedro, how can you consider us shameless? We are being caring for each other. This is what big men and women do when they love each other.”

“I disagree. Once I caught dad kissing mum’s neck and he started coughing while mum started arranging the bedsheets. Though that was a year ago.”

His parents felt tired. Yes, smart kids were blessings, but by the time they show their annoying side, the headache resulting could even defeat Mt. Everest’s height.

“Okay, okay!” his mum cut a slice of pizza and brought it close to her husband.

“Say ‘Ah!'”

“Ah!”

She fed him the pizza slice, and he did the same.

“Are you happy now?” Carmelia asked.

“Yes. But when are you getting me a little sister?”

His parents cleared their throat.

“Hun, getting a sister isn’t easy as you think. Do you know where babies come from?” his dad asked.

“Of course I do. Babies come from father and mother, not from the sky as you told me when I was a year old.” the boy replied.

The other couple were trying not to laugh, but their trembling bodies betrayed them.

“A sister isn’t easy to get, but we’ll do our best to give you one soon. Alright?” Carmelia patted her son’s head.

“It might be too late when I’m already 20 before I could get a sister. Aunty Regina, Uncle Mel, how about you do the favor? Get me a playmate whom I can call sister too.”

“Eh, about that. Let’s be patient. You’ll get a sister and playmate from us and your parents. What do you say?” asked Regina.

“Okay. I expect results 10 months later.” he said and continued eating his pizza.

“You started this. How dare you show your beautiful love here?” asked Carmelia with mind link.

“You worsened things, displaying your awkward love and asking if he knows about baby source. That boy isn’t your average kid, y’know.”

Mel replied with mind link.

“Our display wasn’t awkward.” Rolandro, the boy’s dad, defended telepathically.

“Oh. It was terrible then.” Regina teased.

“You… Stupid couple.” Rolandro cussed unhappily.

“Big boy, remember when I said no curses?” Carmelia pulled his ear after mind linking.

“Ow! That hurt. I’m sorry, honey. I won’t do it again.” Rolandro petitioned, and she let go of his ear.

Pedro watched his parents with interest.

“Dad, you’re too submissive. Mum, I like you fierce though.” he remarked.

A smile appeared on his mum’s face.NôvelDrama.Org: text © owner.

“Thank you, my son.” she put her hands around his neck, bring him into a hug.

“Eh, mama, you’re choking me here.” he complained.