Over the next few days I manage to get into a routine at caring for the girls and trying to get enough sleep.
My family have been brilliant, all eager to help and spend time with my angels, while I caught up on my much needed rest.
Chosing to bottle feed had made it a lot easier for everyone to feed the girls for me too, and Nonna enjoyed feeding them almost as much as I did. She was ecstatic to finally have Grandkids that were hers -not borrowed from her brother- and loved spending time with them.I'd been to register the girls with Dad and the guards; including Maddox. He'd been spending a lot of time at the house, and Dad had told me that most of the guards that secure Nonno's estate were now from his company. Dad and he had been friends for over 25 years, and they trusted each other explicitly.
I'd registered the girls as Sophia Jade Salvador, and Rosalie Grace Salvador officially now, and listed their father as unknown, not giving Ares any thought at all.
After getting their birth certificates, I had Nonno's put them away safely in his huge safe that I knew he kept at the house.Xeres and Ivan were fascinated by the girls; and now Ivan got over his fear of holding them, they never put them down. Alicia and Nonna were the same, it had actually caused a few arguments over who got to watch them next, leaving me with lots of spare time on my hands that I didn't like all that much. I'd ageed that I didn't mind everyone watching the girls through the day, but night time was my turn to care for them, wanting to bond more with them both.
The house has been officially baby-proofed, and Nonno had even converted a room near his study, next to the lounge into a play room, for when the girls get bigger. For now he'd just put two moses baskets in there, so when the girls finally went down for a nap, we could keep an eye on them down here, too.
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Ares has been causing trouble ever since that day at the hospital, he'd been turning up at the house at all hours, and had even sent me a solicitor's letter demanding a meeting with me over custody of the girls. He'd had his ass handed to him by Jason Trent, (my solicitor) when he supplied the waived rights papers to a judge that Ares had signed, the judge threw the case out of court after looking them over, before it had even started properly.
I'd also had a restraining order brought up against him now, so hopefully he'd get the hint and just leave me alone; otherwise I'd have his arsê arrested.
Dad and Maddox seemed happy over the restraining order too, Dad was getting really sick of Ares, and I'm very surprised he hadn't kicked his ass for causing shît so much at the house, at least not yet anyway.Xeres has already attacked him once; the night we all found our the truth, so Dad and Nonno wisely kept him in the house with me and the girls each time Ares turned up. Ares doing what he did has effected Xeres really badly -him and Ares were very close growing up, and they'd kept in contact over the years, too. Me and him settling down had made Xeres happy to have his friend back in his life, on a more permenant basis- but then after his betrayal to me, well that had firmly destroyed it, and Xeres had lost his shît over what he'd done to me.
My days revolved aroubd watching my family interact with the girls, me caring for them, and trying to catch up on sleep.
Maddox was constantly around the house with Dad now, and he'd spent a little time with me trying to get to know me.
I was nowhere near ready to even think about another relationship; no matter how hot I think Maddox is either, the hurt and heartbreak aren't worth it. I have my girls now, and they are my first and only priority, aside from my family. I'd bluntly told Maddox this too after he asked me to go out for coffee with him, he'd been shocked by my bluntness, but we finally both agreed to be just friends for now.
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