His Lost Trouble

Chapter 27

"She is finally asleep," Amy sighed as she sat on the couch.

"Think she had a good birthday?" Luke asked as he peeled the liner off a cupcake.

"No," Amy shook her head smiling. "She had the best birthday ever."

"We're glad," Victor smiled as he sat next to her.

"I have no idea how you will top this next year," She shook her head. "Seriously."

"Oh I'm sure I can find a fucking way," Gabe chuckled. "I have a whole year to plan now."

"You are crazy," She shook her head.

"For you," Gabe smirked making her roll her eyes while blushing.

"The kennels are set up," Kota said as he came down the stairs. "Oreo's is in her room, and I put Draven's in your room. I tried putting Oreo in his kennel but he refused to leave her bed. I looked and she is sleeping on him." He showed her the picture of Iris fast asleep on him.

"So cute," She smiled. "Maybe he will go in after she moves off him." She giggled when Draven hopped up and laid in her lap. "Are you really okay with there being two more dogs now?"

"We knew about possibly getting one for awhile," Kota admitted. "Once Raven told his dad about you, we knew he would insist there be protection dogs. He had us start looking then when Raven told him about your troubled past, he insisted they be certified. We've been talking with him trying to find the right one, but he insisted on each of you having one. We found these two last week and he demanded we bring them today for her birthday present."

"Oh," She whispered as she scratched his ears. "Well, I really appreciate it, I love them. They are my favorite kind of dogs and I always wished to have one or two."

"Glad you like them, Trouble," Gabe smiled. "Do you want to talk about the goddamn phone call earlier while we were upstairs?"

"I don't know," She whispered. "I kind of want to know what he left but at the same time I don't. I can imagine what all he said or threatened to do."

"Can we ask some questions?" Victor asked and she nodded. "Was he your first?"

"Yes," She whispered while some tears slipped free. "He's the only one I've been with."

"Fucking hell," Gabe sighed. "I'm so fucking sorry Trouble."

"I kill him," Raven growled. "I show I professional Russian."

"What?" She asked confused.

"His parents are the Russian mafia King and Queen Sweetie," Corey smiled softly. "So now you are the princess of the Russian mafia."

"What?" She asked shocked. "Seriously?"

"Da," Raven shrugged. "I show I professional Russian."

"No," She shook her head.

"Why?" He growled, "He hurt you, he die."

"He's Iris' father," She argued back. "No matter what he's done to me, he's still her father. He always will be her father."

"I her father!" Raven yelled. "We her father! He not!"

"I didn't mean it like that," She shook her head. "You're not getting it." She burst into tears making Draven press his nose into her face. "I'm sorry, I'm sorry."

"Sorry Kitten," Raven fell to his knees in front of her. "No cry Kitten, I sorry."

"She just meant biologically he will always be her father, that's all Raven," Corey tried to explain. "One day Iris may ask about him and how would you think she will feel if she found out you killed him? You wouldn't want that would you?"

"Nyet," Raven sighed. "Nyet hurt Baby Kitten."

"All Ten was getting at, Raven, was that he has to live so Little One can make the decision about him on her own when she is old enough, okay?" Kota asked.

"Da," Raven growled, "Fine. She say I will show I professional Russian," He pointed his finger at Amy.

She nodded and sniffled, "If she says once she's over 18 then I won't stop you."

"Good," Raven nodded. "I make suffer then."

"Oh, I will," Owen said looking up from his laptop, "I have plenty for court next week. He will suffer tremendously."

"Good," Raven smirked.

"I don't want to know," She said as Draven got down and headed outside. They looked at her somewhat confused, "The phone," She explained, "I don't want to know."

"Okay," Corey nodded. "Do you want me to just keep your phone for now?"

"Can you please?" She asked. "I really don't need it for anything right now. Sean's her doctor so I don't need to schedule an appointment and you all are here if I do need anything. I just want to stay in this little bubble of no Mason or no scary stalker and just one big happy family for a little bit longer."

"As you wish, Princess," Victor smiled and she giggled.

"Fucking forever if you want Trouble," Gabe smirked as he walked over to her and kissed her on her forehead. She pouted and he chuckled as he kissed her softly on her lips. She wrapped her arms around his neck making him groan and deepen the kiss. "Fucking hell Trouble," He gasped when she pulled away breathless. "I need to get you a fucking ring right now."

"One day," She giggled then went silent as he gripped her jaw.

"I fucking mean it," He growled and she nodded. "Color?"

"6," she whispered, "orange."

"Because of what I just fucking said?" He asked loosing his grip and crouching in front of her.

"Part," She said, "This," She waved her hand around the room, "Mason's call earlier, the stalker, all."

"I fucking get it," he nodded. "Just keep fucking trusting me, trusting us, to handle everything, Trouble, okay? Remember what I told you?"

"I'm stuck with you and I'm never losing you again," She whispered and he smiled.

"Exactly," He leaned forward and kissed her softly. "Good girl for remembering."

"You keep talking like that and I will think that you will have a collar with that ring one day," She giggled then stopped seeing the look in his eyes.

"Just say the fucking word Trouble, and I'll make sure your pretty little neck has the perfect fucking collar on it."

"Don't tease," She scoffed and rolled her eyes.

He growled, "Oh I'm fucking promising."