"My, look how you've grown. How is Master Evon? It has been a long time since he had visited."

Aiden is stun. He doesn't know how the tailor knows about his father. He just continues to look at him while the tailor is smiling bright at him.

"How is your stepmother, Ms. Chrizel? The last time I saw her is that she is still clinging at your father's richness. Where is she now?"

Aiden steps back a little and looks at the tailor from head to toe. The tailor is a thin, tall man with round glasses and little amount of hair.

He has pale skin and green eyes. He kinds of looking familiar to Aiden but he doesn't know where he saw him.

"Do I know you?"

Mr. Kelly, the tailor, smiles at Aiden and removes his rim of glasses. That's when Aiden gasps and his eyes widen in surprise.

"Mr. Kevin Allen? Is that you?"

The old man smiles and nods his head. Aiden jumps up and down before hugging him in excitement.

Kevin Allen or also known as Mr. Kelly is Aiden's uncle from his biological mother's side of the family. If Aiden can remember, Mr. Kevin Allen has been measuring Aiden's body structure ever since he is a child.

Tailoring from suits and jumpers and even some dresses that his mother used to force him to wear, Mr. Kevin Allen has been there and has seen Aiden cry because of how itchy the other fabrics are.

"I miss you so much! I haven't seen you in a while! How is Margareth? Elizabeth? Josephine?"

Mr. Kelly chuckles at the boy's antics of forgetting his daughter's name. He is amazed that Aiden can even remember even his wife's name in the abyss of recalling his daughter's nickname.

"Slow down, young child. Elizabeth is my wife. Josephine is my daughter. And Margareth is the maid who married your other uncle, Taylor."

Aiden gasps when the memory suddenly flooded inside his mind. He nods in response before moving away from the old tailor.

He places himself in between Daime and Primo as a blushing smile forms on his lips.

"Mr. Kevin, these are my boyfriends. Daime Santoro and Primo Santoro."

Mr. Kelly almost gasps in realization of what is actually happening right now. He smiles and bows his head to the two giants before straightening his back.

"I assume that you are here to fit your suits for the upcoming wedding?"

Primo nods while Daime only hum in response. Mr. Kelly proceeds to open a narrowed door way and asks Primo to enter while Daime and Aiden wait for him in the lounging area.

"Is he somewhat related to you or something?"

Aiden looks at Daime with a smiling expression and nods.

"Mr. Kevin Allen is my uncle, from my mother's side of the family. He is the nicest uncle I have ever had.

He is much nicer than Uncle Taylor, who used to make me some pieces then tells me horrible stories about the pies.

I will just end up crying and not eating the pie."

Daime chuckles at the story while waits for Primo to finish his fitting. He looks to the other suits available in the shop and notices something that looks like the pin from Master Evon's suit.

"It's our family's heirloom."

Daime hums in response as he looks at the pin that is symbolizing the whole garment while amazingly feels the fabric that made it.

"In Samoan language, Matautia means "dangerous" or something along the lines of hazardous. We are fast and we are vicious.

That's why people don't want to mess with our family. Because when father is mad, everything will turn into hell."

Daime listens to every word Aiden is saying until the lock clicks from the narrowed room. The both look at Primo, who is still wearing his casual clothes and Aiden smiles at him.

"How is it?"

Primo fans himself and starts complaining at how hot the place is.

"I almost didn't fit inside."

Aiden only laugh as his comment, making Mr. Kelly chuckles and Daime shakes his head.

"Next?"

Daime nods his head and enters the narrowed room. True to Primo's words, the narrowed room is too compressed and it is hard to breath.

For people that have claustrophobia, this room is not for them at all. Daime releases a deep sigh as Daime positions himself quietly at the room while Mr. Kelly prepares his measuring tools.

"You are dating Aiden as well, together with your adopted cousin?"

Daime should not be surprised with this. Everyone knows that Primo is adopted by the Santoro family but what shocks him is how sad his tone is.

He wonders if he also knows how Daime is hurting whenever he sees Aiden with Primo.

"Yes, and I don't think it is your business to put your nose into it."

Mr. Kelly only hums in response as he measures Daime's shoulder length and down to his arm length.

"I know that your Grandmama asks you to wear something formal, like what watchdogs wear. But I am a tailor, and I know those clothes will not accentuate your structure, young man.

Let me do the tailoring and let your Grandmama do her searching."

He winks at Daime and finishes his fitting as fast as he can. After Daime, Aiden enters the room and shocks to see Mr. Kevin already prepares his clothes.

"That is not what the Santoro family has instructed you to make for me."

Mr. Kelly shakes his head and looks at him straight in the eyes.

"But you are not a Santoro. You are the Matautia's Hidden gem."

Danger.

Aiden can see how dangerous Mr. Kelly's eyes are and he knows that he is in for a ride. The wedding tomorrow is something that everyone will look forward to.

If only Aiden can back out and never attend this wedding he will. But trying to impress Grandmama is a mission that he puts himself to.

He smiles at Mr. Kelly and looks in front of the large mirror as he fixes himself and turns his smile into something sinister.

"Of course, I am."