Error's POV

I stared at Ink as I tried to think of words to say to him. However, Ink spoke before I could come up with something.

Ink: I understand what you had to do, sir. However, what are you going to do with the daughter?

I stood still for a second, thinking of a solution for the child's new orphan life. I rubbed my face with my hand and let out a sigh.

Me: I can think of something.

I walked to the front door with Ink following close behind. After pulling it open, I saw Iris playing with one of her toys. She looked up at me.

I walked towards her and kneeled down.

Me: Come with me, Iris. I'm taking you to a new home.

Iris: What about my daddy?

Me: Your dad... is going away for some time.

She looked down at the ground but eventually stood up. I led her to the car and opened the door for you. She climbed into the backseat, looking around at the materials that made up the interior of the vehicle.

The door made a loud thud as I closed it. I moved to the front seat, telling my driver to roll down the window.

Arthur: What is it?

Me: Take her back to the mansion and tell William that he has a new daughter.

Arthur: What about you?

Me: I'm going to go for a walk.

The man nodded as he turned on the car. I watched the vehicle drive down the road, disappearing behind a house. Ink turned towards me while waiting for me.

I began to walk down the sidewalk with Ink at my side.

There was silence between us as we walked together. I felt uncomfortable that my bodyguard wasn't speaking.

Ink: You did not send her to an orphanage?

I shook, resting my hands behind my back. I had resist the urge to hold Ink's hand.

Me: I did not. One of my men have been wanting a daughter for a long time. However, he cannot have any children because his wife is infertile.

Ink: Do you want children?

Me: No. I don't believe I'm ready for that responsibility. Especially since I have a future of running a mafia.

I thought about the girl.

Me: Besides, if I were adopt Iris, it would be torture for her.

Ink: How so?

Me: She is old enough to understand that I killed her father. She would have mental trauma if she were to be raised by her own father's murderer. And... she would want revenge and take my life. I will have to shoot her as I am not going to die by her hands.

Ink looked at me, questioning me once more.

Ink: Have you made children orphans before?

I nodded.

Me: Too many times to count. Things like this is a part of what my profession is.

I thought about the past events, leaving the neighborhood and heading back to my home.

(Time Skip)

I laid in my bed while staring at the ceiling. Ink sat in a chair next to me, silently watching over me. He seemed to notice that I wasn't in the greatest mood. This always happened when I had to kill parents.

Ink stood up from his chair which caught my attention. I looked up at him to see him locking my bedroom door.

My bodyguard approached me and gently ran his hand up my leg. I pushed myself up, locking eyes with my lover.

Ink sat on my lap and put his arm over my shoulder. I slipped my arms around his waist as I pulled him into a kiss. We rested our foreheads together while I leaned back with him in my arms.

Ink: I know you are upset about killing that girl's father but there's nothing that can be done now.

We laid together, still in our suits. I closed my eyes when I felt Ink lightly pet my head in a slow pace. I could tell that Ink had no intention of having sex so I didn't engage.

Ink: I love you.

  My eyes opened when I realized that we have never told each other that in the time that we have been dating. A smile appeared on my face.

Me: ...

I love you too