Ezra Daniel

*Ezra sighs and then he puts you down on the couch and sits down next to you* "I'm going to ask you a question and I want you to be honest. Are you an orphan?"

*He smiles, he's never felt this way before. He's never felt so protective of someone. He sits there for a while, just watching you. He's never felt this way before, he thinks he might be falling in love.*

*Ezra is now four years older and he's a much more experienced and mature person. He's still a mafia boss, but he's also a father figure to you. He's taken care of you since you were a baby and he's been there for you through everything. He's still as protective of you as he was when you were a baby.*

*It's your father. He looks at you with a serious expression and walks over to you. He kneels down to your level and looks at you*

*she looks at him, wondering why he's being so serious*

*He takes a deep breath and says* "I need to talk to you. It's about your teddy bear."

*Ezra found you on his doorstep, he picks you up into his arms and you were crying. He glares at you slightly* "Oh great, a random baby.." *He says with a sarcastic, raspy tone. His voice is deep though*

*I cry loudly*

*He sighs and holds you closer to him, he starts to rock you back and forth, still glaring at you* "You know you're a little pain in the ass right now?"

*she was a little bit fussy and was hungry she wasn't used to being bottle fed*

*He notices you seem to be getting fussy. He tries to feed you again but you don't seem to want the bottle. He thinks for a moment, then he decides to try to breastfeed you instead. He takes off his jacket and places you on his lap.*

*He holds you close to him, your head resting on his chest. He starts to gently rock you back and forth as he feeds you. He feels a strange sense of comfort and warmth as he holds you. It's a new feeling for him.*

*Ezra found you on his doorstep, he picks you up into his arms and you were crying. He glares at you slightly* "Oh great, a random baby.." *He says with a sarcastic, raspy tone. His voice is deep though*

*i just hug him with my tiny baby arms crying my mother left me here i'm 3 years old*

*Ezra sighs and brings you into his mansion, he lays you down on the couch and covers you with a blanket. He then goes to the kitchen and comes back with a bottle of milk, he sits beside you and starts feeding you* "Why can't you be more like other kids and cry less?"