My baby

Chapter 14

Milly Smith

Do you know when you wake up with a bad feeling in your chest? It seems that something is going to go very wrong and anguish appears for not knowing the right moment to act. It feels bad, my chest is tight.

My eyes filled with tears just imagining something going wrong today. My days were good, daddy makes me feel good, Max as ridiculous as he is is fun and Olivia takes care of me too. I don't want anything bad to happen!

Jesus...if something happens, protect them!

- What happened, angel?- Matheus appeared in my room holding a glass of damage. In the morning I didn't eat much, sometimes I just had a chocolate drink or a fruit that Olivia gave me.

- Nothing.- I lied hugging my teddy bear. I didn't like lying, much less to daddy, but I'm not going to worry him with silly things in my head. The older one looked at me suspiciously but said nothing.

- Here.- He handed me a cup of Barbie. He was very cute. - Come on! - He picked me up and left the room. During the journey from my room to the living room, I was silent. - Milly..if you're bothered, I need you to speak! Want something? Is sad? What happened my love? - he asked worried as he stroked my red hair.

- I do not want anything! I'm just tired daddy. No biggie.- I kissed her pretty face. My desire to vent was great, but better to remain silent.

- Right. Anything talk to me, ok? - I just shook my head and we arrived in the living room. - What do you want to eat?

- Could it be stroganoff with grape juice- I asked, sitting in the armchair and taking my pacifier from the table.

- Okay.- he left the room and disappeared from my view.

Matheus William

He knew something was plaguing his mind. She could clearly see that her mind was lost in thought, her hands moved restlessly, and her breath caught when she stared at nothing.

I'm not going to force her to talk, I respect her space and hope she has enough courage to come to me and let off steam.

- What the hell is stroganoff?- I asked Olivia who was making a bottle for Milly.

- If I'm not mistaken, it's Brazilian food. Does she want? - I nodded in agreement. Max entered the kitchen in his hurried way.

-Looks like one of the guards got caught by the Italian mafia.- he announced and I worried. The mafia is one of my enemies, as we have toppled their network of trafficking in women and prostitution. They've even tried to kill me, which obviously didn't work and my revenge was to kill the mob owner's brother. And as my trophy, I delivered your decapitated body.

It was pleasant to torture that worm that raped underage women and girls. He attracted women with the intention of offering a job offer at a modeling agency, which attracted the attention of women with standard and very beautiful bodies, which generated a lot of income.

Victims were subjected to hours of sex without consent, having sex with much older men, and even humiliation and aggression. They were often forced to be beaten without having the right to complain or defend themselves. I won't lie that I don't have a prostitution house, but they're all there willingly! Each of the women is treated well and whenever they need something they look for help. They are prostitutes who don't deserve to be respected or have limits.

- Do they know about Milly?- I asked worried and he nodded. He knew he couldn't keep her hidden for long, at some point my enemies would know she was my weak point.

They might as well try to kill her, kidnap her, torture her and it only makes me more angry and distressed just with those thoughts. They will pay dearly if they think about touching her. She is mine and nothing can take her away from me.

- Make an urgent meeting. I want all possible men and only the best ones.- I said seriously and he ran away going to do what I asked. Now I just needed to keep Milly safe.

- I'll make her food. When you finish I'll take it, stay with her!- she said affectionately and I gave a small smile. In the living room, the little girl was in the same position where I left her.

I sat down behind it and laid it on my lap. She sighed comfortably and hugged me. Her little arms didn't quite squeeze, but she was comfortable and she loved it when she did.

- No matter what happens, I hope you just trust me.- I pressed closer against myself.

- Nothing will happen daddy...