My baby

Chapter 7

Matheus Williams

- Here.- she handed it to me and I looked at her waiting for something more.- Daddy...

Now officially mine. In a way, I hope I don't have to punish her! I know she's not used to it and I have to take it easy even with all this excitement inside me.

- Eat everything, young lady.- Olivia delivered a meal to Milly who thanked her by taking her pacifier out of her mouth.

-Let's go to my office, Max.- I got up and went towards the girl who was eating calmly and left a seal on her forehead. Arriving at my office Max handed me what I had asked my lawyer.

- He said he couldn't even finish reading it when he got the paperwork.- Max said looking at me.

- What do you mean?- I asked confused.

- You better find out.

I started to read that paper carefully.

Name: Milly Smith

Age: 17 years old

Nationality: Brazilian, but naturalized American.

Medical history: Milly has gone through several consultations, taken medication to treat anemia, rhinitis, asthma, intoxication, ovarian cysts and severe allergies. Whenever she arrived at her appointments she was very sleepy, dirty, hungry and thirsty.

Relatives: Most of them have died, only their father is alive but lives in a deplorable situation, he is trapped in a terminal state of cancer. Her mother gave up her custody because of the psychological condition of her only daughter, currently in the interior of São Paulo, living with her current drug-using husband. Uncles, aunts, grandparents or any kind of relative was not located or did not feel like going after the girl.Placed in the US orphanage by the government of Brazil. 

She had been through several foster homes, but none made her comfortable. In an orphanage that is currently closed, Milly was assaulted by kicks, slaps, hair pulling, went days without eating, without taking a shower and when regressed they kept her inside a dark room until she returned to her adolescent mental age.

Source: doctors, guardianship council and Director of the Orphanage.

Believe me, I had a lot to read but my anger increased with every word I read. How does someone have the ability to hurt someone like Milly? Sure, I killed a lot of people, but none of them were innocent or helpless.

- Call her here, now.- I told Max seriously.

- Right.- He left the room.

I took a deep breath, threw my head back and calmed down. I needed a lot of patience for this conversation.

After a few long minutes she arrived. She was holding a teddy bear she probably took in her bedroom and her pacifier in her mouth as usual.

- Did you call me?- she approached my table. I gestured with my hand for her to sit on my right thigh, and she did so. -I didn't do anything! I swear! I was just brushing my teeth.- Milly spoke agitatedly making me laugh.

- Let's just talk ok?- She shook her head looking at me intently.- I looked up your entire history, I know pretty much everything about you! Because, I need to be a good daddy who takes care of you and needs to know everything that goes on. Tell me, no lies, who hurt you in that old orphanage?

Milly looked at me like she'd seen a ghost. Pale, she broke out in a cold sweat and her little eyes quickly filled with tears. She took the pacifier out of her mouth and looked at me tearfully.

-No, don't do that!- she said desperately.- You said you wouldn't hurt me! Please...don't talk about it.

My heart sank. It was so traumatic for her that she couldn't even stop crying.

- Little... - I hugged her carefully. - I need you to tell me! I won't let them touch you anymore. Trust me and just tell me the names.

She looked at me as if in thought, squeezed the teddy bear and finally spoke.

-The former director, Amanda, Adam, Alan, and others I don't remember the name of.- she lowered her head crying more.- Sorry daddy, I don't know the rest of the names! Don't talk about it, it hurts my heart.

- This phase is over, ok? Nothing bad will happen while you're with me. Sorry to put you through this again.- I got up from the chair with her still on my lap and started rocking back and forth.

I felt uncomfortable making her talk about her trauma, but I really needed it. I'm looking for revenge and answers, I'm sure they do it with other vulnerable people. Milly gradually stopped crying and calmed down.

- I want milk from the bottle... - she spoke softly, embarrassed.

- I'll ask you to prepare, wait for me in your room. - I put her on the floor and she left my room with her head down.

I took several deep breaths looking at the floor.

- What happened? - Max entered the office. - Milly left all sad...

- That I'll take care of. Now I want to know the names, age and location of the people who worked in the old orphanage she once lived in. When you find some Alan, Adam and Amanda take them to the red room.

Red room, meaning the place where torture takes place. It's an abandoned place in the middle of the forest, that's where I get all the information I need and there's also the storage of weapons and drugs.

- Yes, I will.

I just nodded and went to the kitchen to get the bottle. Olivia had already made it ready, she knew that Milly could only sleep after taking her bottle. Arriving in her room, there was my princess hugging her teddy bear, her eyes red, her nose swollen and her head down.

-Come.- I sat beside her and she looked at me. When she saw the bottle she quickly tried to pick it up, but I took her hand and placed her head against my leg, I adjusted her very comfortable and put the nipple of the bottle in her mouth causing her to let out a relieved sigh. Her eyes staring at me awakened the feeling of caring, something that never emerged in me and it's hard to accept. Small, vulnerable and dependent on me was not something I was hoping for in a relationship.

Milly smiled against the bottle and closed her eyes.

Aish, what's up with my heart of stone? I thought, still mesmerized by her beauty and innocence. God, don't make me lose my mind and screw up.