Minotaur Moose Boyfriend: Frank (special preview)

Teaching elementary has been fine for the most part. It’s always been your dream. Being able to teach at such a prestigious school like Croftwood Academy was another bonus. The place was so fancy, you’d never worked at a school like this where you didn’t need to buy your own supplies. It was a miracle you got the job, so you made sure to be extra careful with it. The kids were wonderful though, you’d not had any real reason to be concerned. 

Until one day.

A small fight had broken out between two girls in the class. You and your teaching aide, Louis, had to pull the two girls apart.

“She called me the b word!” One girl was crying.

The other girl had tears in her eyes but she looked heated. “No I didn’t!” She sniffled. “Motherfucker does not start with b!”

You and Louis exchanged shocked and uncertain looks. This would be the first time you had to call in parents to discuss this. You had called and scheduled meetings with the parents for after school one evening.

Gigi, the little girl who said ‘motherfucker’, was usually very sweet and bright. She followed you around like a lost puppy most days, and was happy to sit and chatter away with you while she waited to be picked up. She always had the nicest things, but most of the kids at Croftwood did. Gigi was a moose minotaur, and was getting picked on recently because she was the tallest girl in class. You had tried your best to reassure her that, no matter what, she mattered and her height was just part of what made her special. You suppose that’s what she clung to you.

“I’ve heard Gigi’s father is quite formidable,” Louis whispered as you waited for the parents to show up. Gigi was in the play section of the classroom inside the tree house. 

“I figured most of the parents would be,” you reply just as quiet.

Louis shakes his head. “No, I mean-” He looks around then leans down. “He’s Frank ‘the tank’ Leonetti, he owns the most successful restaurant in town, as well as the mall, and a couple of other places.”

“Why do I know that name?” You whisper. “Aside from Gigi’s papers I mean.”

“He’s supposedly linked to the mafia,” Louis hisses.

Your eyes widen. “You have to be joking! That is not funny!”

There’s a knock at the door that halts your conversation and Gigi jumps up with glee, rushing to the door. “Daddy!”

The massive figure standing just outside the doorway stoops down and enters sideways as he comes into the room. He’s massive! Absolutely huge!

“There’s my sweetheart,” Frank coos as he picks Gigi up. “Now, little Giovannia Isabelle, why am I here today?”

Gigi pouts and looks down. “I got into a fight.”

“I see.” He strides into the room, smelling like clean linen, roses, and a touch of cigar smoke. “Sorry I’m a bit late. Traffic was horrible.”

You hurriedly rush to stand up. “It always is after school.” You stand before him, feeling very diminutive in his presence. You extend our hand to him as you introduce yourself. “It’s very nice to meet you Mr. Leonetti.”