Coaxing?

Nah! She will not understand.

Propose?

No, not at all. Not until she has butterflies in her stomach.

Seducing?

I wonder she will respond the way I want.

"You should spend more and more time with her, boss." I heard a decisive tone of Liam who is silently listening to my rants.

To be honest, I thought about it long ago but seeing how special little Fae is, it is not the time that matters to her but feelings.

"I should look for a way to invoke romantic feeling for me. She doesn't know what a relationship is and what it is to love and to be loved. She should have the same passion for me like I have for her." I mumbled back with a sigh.

Ferb filled my glass with another swig of whiskey, passing the bottle to Liam who drank it from the bottle directly.

When I'm still lost in my own thoughts of making little Fae fall in love with me, Ferb and Liam shared a meaningful look which irked me.

Here, I am worrying myself with the aspects of having my girl fall in love with me while these useless two are just having fun at my expense.

Looking at it naturally, I am very much of a easy person to fall in love with. With my Godly features, a solid career, enough money, lovely family (although it's just Padre); everything just compels a girl to go blindly in love for me.

But then again, my little Fae is a little different. She has a different way to look at life and she is the only person I cannot control to my will whatsoever. So the way to her heart should not be the path that is already paved.

I should pave my own way.

"Boss –" Ferb dared to pat my shoulder in a very friendly way as he transformed his face into a counselor one. "Bambi is not your usual girl who will warm your bed for a night with just a wink from you. You have to do something that might strike her heart with uncontrollable affection for you. Mind you, anything usual will not work with her." Ferb expressed his opinion as if he is a love counselor who wrote many books and articles from experience.

I hate to agree to him but I know he is right. Anything routine will never win her heart.

"I know. You both think yourself, a girl who coerced Sergio Lastro, the notorious Italian Mafia leader to give up his gang on her request and all she had to do was talk to him for a little while. She managed to have him sign his whole mob organization to her. For a capable and a unique girl like her, how do you think should I act to get her heart?" Forget about my ego as their boss, right now I need answers and ways to get Fae all for myself.

Little Fae is the only desire that I want so desperately but I also want her willingly.

"Flirt, maybe?" Liam posed shrugging.

"Tried already. I told her how good she looks and how I like to spend my lips on her but she did not think of it as lovers affection. She just thought it as a common gesture."

"Then seduce her. Show her your well built body and lure her in with your charms." Ferb proposed making me sigh heavily.

"She thinks I lack meat in my body." Ferb and Liam spewed out their drinks and laughed out loudly at how my eight packs was interpreted by her.

What will be unique enough to catch her attention?

What will shake her heart and make her mine?

"Wait, boss, why do you want her to love you before making her yours? Why don't you make her yours first and then make her love you back?" Hmm?

Make her mine first?

I raised my eyebrow at Ferb for better explanation. What did he mean by making her mine?

Ferb smiled widely albeit wickedly like a true Mafian and whispered something in my ear that enlightened me.

I glanced back at him with wide eyes as his words sink in my mind. And Ladies and GentleMafia, that is why he is my second in command.

Ferb, my boy! You have grown into such a great person!

With many traps and plans already forming in my mind, I got up to take care of the major obstacle in my way to little Fae.

"What do you think? Am I looking younger to you?" Padre softened the invisible winkles of his tuxedo.

Okay, what is wrong with him suddenly?

Why is he getting so hyped for just attending a simple birthday party of Fae's friend's? He doesn't even like little Fae and never approved of her.

Looking at him and looking back at myself, I just wore a simple button down shirt paired with jeans. While he is in finest of his Tuxedos with neatly groomed little remaining of his hair and clean shaved. He has a flower brooch neatly arranged by his chest.

Is he going to the same place I am going?

"Padre, where are you going?" I asked suspiciously. He smiled brightly as he waved his cane enthusiastically. Sitting in the car, he waited for me to get in and close the door while Ferb and Liam are taking another car to reach the venue.

"Why, to the party that banshee girl arranged for her friend." Is there something that I don't know of?

What in the living hell made Padre so lively at the thought of meeting little Fae?

He hates her, doesn't he?

Tsk tsk, that bright smile on his face is disgusting me, seriously. Never had I seen him smile so widely in my life.

"Come on boy, we shouldn't be late." He rushed me. Reluctantly enough, I got into the car to proceed to the venue where the party is hosted.

An hour long journey on the busy packed roads and we reached the place where we never thought would enter like we owned it in the first place.

The Italian Mafia Headquarters!

The whole mansion, from the gate to backyard is decorated with white and green pattern flowers and curtains. There's a red carpet leading the guests from the main entrance to the backyard where the party is held.

It absolutely looks good and unique because I know Fae must've designed the decorations looking at how the non-sync totems are placed every here and there but surprisingly they complimented the décor much brightly.

What is more surprising is, the Italian gang men are helping in managing and decorating the place.

"Padre, no one knows of my identity so I'm just Fae's assistant, Alcohol." I whispered before walking behind him like a lowly employee.

But my confusion skyrocked when Sergio's men are helping around with arrangements actively.

Why do I smell the whole sea of fish here?

"Finally!" Fae speed walked towards my shining Padre and hugged him with her arms around him tightly. "It's almost time, Oldie and we are waiting for you. You know you are the important person here." She scolded and hurried him to the backyard and Padre followed her gladly too.

Ferb and Liam gave stinky eye to the Italian men and strode inside leaving me outside to think alone.

Sergio and Padre had a stare down for good few minutes before little Fae dragged both of them to the Dias that is arranged.

Before the diaz are chairs arranged in order for the guests to sit and the way to the dais is adored with red carpet and flower petals.

Is this really a birthday party?

Why is Sergio looking so happy?

Why is Ivan look so pleased?

Why is Padre shining?

Why is Italians working so hard?

Where is the birthday girl?

And why in the navel of Queen bee is little Fae ignoring me?

Not ignoring me really, but she is too busy to greet me.

"What is happening here? What is the theme of the birthday party?" I asked, pulling Liam to my side.

Liam gasped at me and covered his mouth with his hands showing how shocked he is. He looked around and saw Ferb right behind him talking to someone else.

Pulling Ferb to him, he told him what I asked to which I received the same reaction from Ferb as well.

What the...!

"Birthday party? Theme?" Ferb asked secretively.

Uh, yes. It's Piper's birthday today, isn't it?

Ferb saw my confusion clearly on my face and chuckled amusedly, smirking at me mischievously.

"Yes, today is Piper's birthday and this is her birthday party. The theme of the party is..." He dragged trying to keep a straight face.

"Is?" I repeated as I looked at the shocking scenes of two rival mafia gangs getting along.

"The theme of the party is..." He said giving me this weird itching feeling that cannot scratch of.

"Wedding." He completed putting me into even more deeper cave of confusion.

The birthday party theme is wedding?

Is there a theme like that? But looking at both their faces, I can clearly tell that they did not tell clarify my doubts intentionally.

Curse me for being busy with my own plans for Fae that I could not keep up with the party details.

There is something else going on here and I'm quite sure of it. Knowing my little Fae's thinking quite well, I know she planned something else too.