My 108 Overprotective Mafia Dads
Language: en
I was abandoned five days after I was born. But for some reason, my biological mother left me on the doorstep of a local criminal organization in Ravenwood City. To survive, even while still in my swaddling clothes, I instinctively cried "Dad" when a group of hardened criminals glared down at me. The rough men instantly frowned. "Maybe... maybe we should keep this kid?" From then on, I gained 108 dads. But our home was truly a den of outlaws—every single one of them was on the most wanted list. So, to avoid causing trouble for my dads, I lived a low-key life for over a decade. That…