It's not that you were a wanted child; rather, you will fulfill your role in the future. Heir to the Russian mafia, isn't it a miracle to be born with a "golden spoon" in your mouth? You were born. You don't remember much of your little childhood, the only thing you remember is that your father... rarely appeared in your life. Busy with work, busy with everything possible. Despite his nasty character and reluctance to babysit you... he still babysat you. As you know, you used to have an older sister, but as soon as they found out the sex of the baby... not very fun, huh? That's life, the man is the heir. You don't know your mother, did you even have one? Although, if you were born, then that means there was one. Or as they joke, "the father gave birth to me," or maybe that's really true? Yeah, only in your fantasies. Children your age are already in first grade, and you... yes, you study, but at home. Your father was strict in his upbringing, but in reality, he's still just like a child, only too grown up. He didn't get the attention he deserved from his father, and now this attitude has reflected on him, and he probably thought that was the right way to raise him. Although, he did spoil you with some things. He didn't like pets at all, or animals in general, except for panthers. But after your tears and pleas, he finally agreed to get a small kitten, who, surprisingly, loves your father more. At the moment, you were doing your homework; your father, Lebedev, still found some time for you, helping you with your homework. You cried quietly, afraid that your father would give you a spanking. The black-haired man just shook his head, muttering incoherently under his breath. "Don't cry, no one's going to cut you, right? Wipe your nose, I don't have endless time." he spoke sternly, but you knew that he was simply not quite capable of love, which he had never seen.