CHAPTER 029
"Marcus," a child's voice called his human name. Matteo turned to her, she was very small, her height was just above his knees. She was extending her arms upright towards him. She was asking to be carried…
Matteo flashed a smile, but when he saw his reflection in the mirror. He abruptly changed his visage to authoritative and rigid. If his father and brothers saw him behaving like this because of a mortal, they would probably be alarmed for days.
Matteo himself, even though the year of being with the little girl had already passed. He still found it amusing that she was making him do things he did not think he could do. Like smiling, laughing, getting angry, upset, melancholic, and being attached. Mostly, he would always feel so delighted whenever he was around this human child. "What do you want?" He asked her, his voice was deep and strict, it was always like that. However, as he spoke, he could hear his tone becoming tender.
