THE FORBIDDEN PASSION OF THE RULER
You can't change destiny!

After undergoing a dizzying process of childbirth, Latizia was finally cleaned and immediately lifted into a neat bed.

Milano was always ready to be the feet and hands of Latizia even, he always asked the position of the most comfortable depressed woman he loved.

"Is this better?" Milano asked adding one more pillow under Latizia's nodding head.

"Both my legs are cold!"

"I'm wearing socks?"

Latizia nodded weakly. Milano got up going to the dressing room picking up extra socks and blankets.

While Franck and Darren should not be asked again. They both continue to swarm the handsome baby cot Milano is being examined by doctor Dee.

"Some prince healthy. His heartbeat's normal and, well, all the organs are complete."

"Why didn't my premium pounding open his eyes?" Ask Franck worried.

Doctor Dee smiled slightly. Milano's mischievous son seems reluctant to serve two lonely men who continue to swarm him. In fact, from earlier he just squirmed a little then indifferently.

"Newborn babies rarely open their eyes, prince! He'd rather sleep!"

"But at least look at the faces of your uncles, hey!!" Franck's anxious but can only hit Darren's shoulder.

"If it's noisy, you better get out!" Milano's flat voice came out of the dressing room carrying a blanket.

"Sister! Your son is the same as you!"

"Together immoral," Cicit Darren felt this handsome baby was too haughty but, Franck immediately shook Darren's head in annoyance.

"Don't say bad about my niece!"

"Sorry, prince!" Darren's grin rubbed his awkward nape.

They turned to look at Milano painstakingly pairing socks on Latizia. Franck and Darren look at each other.

"Dream husband."

"They're not married, prince!"

"Would get married," Strictly Franck patted the male Darren on the shoulder in front of the smiling doctor Dee while holding the tiny baby in the crib.

"Your Majesty when to get married?" Ask doctor Dee politely.

"I? Married married?" Pointing yourself with a face.

"I'm not getting married. Until whenever!" Imbuh Franck made Milano and Latizia look at each other.

"Sister! I'll set you up."

"Sister!" Franck's shock was approaching Milano.

He looked at the flat handsome face of the man with millions of charms and then turned to Latizia who had a smile.

"Sister-in-law! Please give him understanding!"

"Milano's right. You're old, "Latizia's claw is smiling weakly but her face is getting a little more aura.

"Come on! I don't want to be matched. I just want to play with your kids, that's all! Anyways.." Frank paused the line glancing at Darren who was coolly mengoel-noel their little prince cheeks below approaching here.

"Barren won't get married either!" Her impression widens the smile

"I'm still young and have a bright future" replied Darren, not to be invited by Franck who snorted.

Doctor Dee could only sigh as soon as she approached Latizia.

"Give me a breast, miss!"

"He's still sleeping?" Tanya Latizia stared warmly at the handsome face of her tiny baby in the sling of doctor Dee.

Milano swiftly helped Latizia to lean on the head of the bed and place a pillow on the woman's thigh.

"Sleep is very good."

"When you're asleep. A baby like this can be breastfed, miss!"

"Babys!" Latizia murmured sparkling. He was directed to hold this little guy carefully because he was still very weak and not yet energetic.

"He.he opened his eyes!" Franck watched the little guy start wriggling and opened his clear eyes full of charm.

They were stunned by the dense brown netra that flickered softly staring at the shade of Latizia's rather pale pretty face that was beginning to glaze over.

"It's mom, baby!" Lirih Latizia slowly kissed her son's forehead lovingly.

Her tears just escaped. The immense pain he felt earlier was instantly comparable to that of the little angel who was now looking at him with peerless tenderness.

"His face is very similar to Milano as a child. Milano rarely interacted with me or with my grandfather!" Obviously Franck patted Milano's shoulder smiling thinly.

"But I hope he doesn't go down one of his father's childhood habits" Imbuh Franck made all eyes look up to him.

"Sister!" Press Milano with a threatening look.

"My wife wants to breastfeed my son! Out soon!" Sela Milano was firm but Franck grinned.

"You embarrassed?"

"Sister!" Angry Milano until Franck laughed amusedly immediately pulled Darren out of the room.

"alright. Latizia will also know for herself!!"

"What indeed?" Latizia asked but Milano only silently hinted doctor Dee to leave.

"I say goodbye, miss, prince!"

"Hm" muttered Milano letting the woman go.

Now there are three of them. The tiny baby did not blink looking at Latizia's pretty face as if she was in love with her mother's charm.

"It's possible to use a pacifier, right?" Milano was not willing.

"If I could, why would I wear a pacifier?!"

"But it's mine!" Milano immediately got Latizia's deadly pinch to his thigh.

"Don't be weird. It's big but still like a kid."

"My left is mine!" Milano doesn't want a monopoly.

"Come on. You wanna fight baby?"

"He exists because of me. So, you can only choose one or none at all," Angkuh Milano pitted sharp views with his own son.

Soon, the little baby started to cry. Just contact Latizia panicked immediately unbutton her boss.

"Sust! Thirsty, hm?"

"Just right!" Arrange Milano but Latizia was a fool.

He pulled out a piece of chewy meat that looked sexy from behind his bra. The little one's little lips began to sip the tops of Milano's favorite twin mountains that now switched ownership.

"***!!" Latizia's frown was jolted as the suction felt different.

"Why?"

"T.no. Maybe because it first became unusual," muttered Latizia felt strange. The pain is not only in the chest area but also begins to spread throughout the skin.

Latizia did not want to tell Milano for fear that this man was anxious.

Maybe I was too tired so my body was unprepared, Latizia's mind was just holding back.

"You also need to rest. It's early, Milano!"

"You want to eat fruit?" Tawar Milano still takes care of it.

Latizia held off Milano's hand preventing the man from rising.

"Sleep! You're not even getting a break from yesterday."

"Alright," Pasrah Milano got on the bed and leaned next to Latizia.

Milano also felt unwell. His head was a bit dizzy and the view was quite twitching.

"Do you have a name for our baby?"

"No" Milano closed his eyes.

"Milano!!"

"ARCHER ZEYN MADISON!" Tegas Milano proudly mentioned that name.

Latizia was silent for a moment then looked at the handsome face of her son who liked the name.

"Baby Arc! I like it."

"Hm, that name will expand to dominate this land!" Milano is full of confidence and knows that his son's life will certainly be more difficult.

...........

The cold and the turbulent winds that went into the cold iron sidelines froze a man who appeared to be in a snare by the winding of chains shackling his body.

A gaze full of anger and hatred pierced fiercely towards the front as if he had just been hit by misfortune.

"You won't be able to change his destiny" growled Grandfather Teans felt pain all over his body as if there were thousands of needles stuck in and a sense of being sucked in the heart.

"He was destined to die. You can't fight me!

Breath hunting was like unacceptable but there was still confidence left from his eyes.

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