Sweet Mischief’s Rollercoaster Romance

Chapter 924

The baby's cries, sounding like a little tractor engine, reverberated around the bedroom. His tiny fists, no match for his dad's big hand, balled up in frustration as he cried his little heart out.

Mia quickly slid off her husband, laughing as she scooped up Henry. "No more tears, sweetheart. Mommy and Daddy will stop kissing, it's all about you now."

Andre pulled back his hand with a smirk, watching their little one, with his pouty lips and dramatic sobs, snuggle triumphantly into his mom's arms.

Henry's usual spot was now shared with Mia, who lay between father and son. Andre turned on his side, gently wiping away Henry's tears with the back of his hand, chuckling softly, "You little rascal." Henry's cries only grew louder.

Mia held him tighter, "You're not a bother at all, honey. Mommy's got you."

She kissed Henry's forehead, and he looked up at his dad with tearful eyes.

"Honey, give him a peck, our boy's being a bit of a drama king."

Andre sighed and leaned over to kiss his son's temple. The cries stopped instantly.

In Mia's arms, the family of three lay on the big bed, all huddled close. The big one wrapped around Mia's waist, the little one nestled into her chest, with one tiny hand always trying to wiggle into her neckline for comfort. But his playful dad would gently keep him from mischief.

"So, what's going on with Conner?" Mia asked, gently patting her son's little bottom.

the gritty streets near bars. Even now, those areas can be chaotic, not to mention over twenty years ago in Newtown where gangs ruled. Luckily, he was a boy; if he were a girl, his fate might have been grim. Instead, he was put to work by

fighting for turf and sometimes coming home with blood on him. His aunt asked her boss for help finding a school, even offering to pay extra, but he refused. Conner was

her little one tighter, "How could his aunt

learn self-defense. If anyone ever tries to hurt you, fight

lips, playfully reminding him, "Honey, you're

running everything with an iron fist. But Conner's grandfather had

Conner's dad met his aunt during a fling, which led to Conner. After he was born, his aunt took him to the Nettleton family but was beaten

after a particularly nasty incident, his aunt couldn't take it anymore. She risked it all to approach Conner's grandfather, the head

kept patting their son rhythmically, curious, "What happened

accepted Conner as his own

How did she cope?" Mia, now a mom herself, understood the

with her baby,

aunt

was risking when she sent Conner back. She

days after Conner returned to the Nettleton

rage, he took his grandfather's gun

an illegitimate child, how could he stand against the main family's

dared to bully him with a tenacity that none