Doted On By The Mafia Boss

While the man was on his own thoughts Bee looked around a bit, the forest was dark and full of greenery. There were tall trees of oak and pine and many more which were not in her knowledge but she loved watching them. She started to take minute steps away from the training area; seeing that she was straying away the man got off his seat and trailed her lest she hurt herself.

This was the first time when the girl had seen so many trees at one place; in the past four years she had no memory of seeing anything so wonderful. Her world was limited within the street where her club stood and to her forest was that abandoned park on the next lane. Looking around and lost in herself her legs took her to the bushes behind the backyard.

She didn’t realize till she stopped on her tracks to find herself covered in woods; looking around she could not find the trace of the bungalow which moments ago was still visible to her. Her face dropped pale as she awkwardly hugged herself and murmured, “I... I am sure I am not lost. I can say this!”

The forest was dead silent and alien to her; she hugged herself gingerly and tried to keep her fading smile intact, “Little Bee is brave! Little Bee can never.... Woaaaahhhhhh!” A bird flew past her flattering it’s wings, the sound of the flapping echoed in the forest haunting the lonely girl. Realizing that her ‘brave’ self got haunted out by a little bird the girl pulled a face catching up her breathe. She dusted out God knows what off her dress and innocently knead her little hands, “I was not afraid, I am sure I did it to keep the bird’s heart. Yes... That’s it!”

girl turned around and hastened her feet back. On her way back her little brain was getting occupied by

home. What was she gonna eat? What was she gonna do here all

not seen the Disney park...” The forest was devioded of human interaction, else than hooting of owls and

about yelling for help but stopped immediately, what

was mentioned about forest spirit and she was foolish enough to believe it was true. The girl dropped on her knees and folded her hands; closing her eyes she started talking to the unknown, “Dearest forest spirit, I am sorry I trespassed but Little Bee is innocent, she didn’t mean to do it. Can you please send me back home... I am not even 16 yet, there are two more months to go. Please be merciful and let me

start; when she was murmuring to herself about getting lost and was doing all goofy stuffs he was right there laughing to himself. He wanted to see how lunatic this

girl opened her eyes and turned her head around to look at the owner of that familiar voice. “Prince Charming?” she chirped before closing her

and forced her to stand up,