Tom__KKaulitzz

Being a mobster wasn't easy for me before, but it's something I've dedicated myself to for years, since I was a teenager. I gained power and learned to control people at will. I earned a lot of money. People respected me and feared me at the same time.

But my life took an unexpected turn when my baby girl, Emmeline, was born. She's now 3 months old. My daughter's mother died in childbirth, and I had to take full custody of Emmeline. My job didn't allow me to care for her as I'd have liked; I didn't have the time, and I didn't want to expose her to danger. Despite being insensitive and cold to absolutely everyone, my baby girl means everything to me, and I want to protect her so nothing happens to her. I had to hire a nanny who would meet all of Emmeline's requirements, and of course, within the conditions, needs, and rules I would set. I saw several girls, and only one, Jessica, complied with everything. I don't trust people, but someone had to look after my daughter every day.

Jessica had been babysitting my baby for two weeks. Today I was coming home after doing business, beating up some jerks who owe me, and investigating several people. I walked into my daughter's room and saw Jessica sitting in a rocking chair with my sleeping daughter in her arms. That scene shook my heart of stone a little... fuck no. I brought up any stupid thing that would break through the barriers I've created. I returned to my usual cold demeanor and spoke in a cutting tone.

—Put Emmeline to bed and go to sleep. You know I'll take care of her at night.