His Only

Chapter 61

Antonio didn't let the child go even for a second. When Kaitlyn entered the penthouse with Alfonso's paperwork and passport Antonio didn't bother getting up and letting Kaitlyn hold her new son.

When Daniel was born this was how he'd acted, it pissed off Alex because he assumed his father wouldn't let his grandson go, currently, it was what was happening to Kaitlyn. She looked at the side stools and went through the bags with a pleased expression, 

"This will do for now" she says and her assistant smiles seeing her boss pleased. "Have this packed into his suitcase. We leave in a few hours" The assistant and maids nod and take the bags upstairs while Kaitlyn walks to sit on the couch next to her father. 

"Is everything done?" Antonio asks rocking the child in his arms, 

"Yes. Koreans are much more friendly than I expected" she says, straightening herself to look at the baby. Slowly she rounds her hands ready to take him but Antonio shakes his head cuddling the child closer. 

Kaitlyn feels threatened and has her hands on her hips with an angry pout, "You've been holding him all evening Papi, I'd like to hold my son too" To Antonio's displeasure he hands the awakened baby to Kaitlyn and stands announcing, 

"I've got to pack" Kaitlyn's smile falls and turns into a modern mom's tone, 

"Papi, are you serious? We leave in an hour and a half!"

"Has tenido al niño por un minuto y ya suenas como tu madre" _You've had the child for a minute and already sound like your mother_ he mutters and heads to the corner corridor leading to his room, 

"Bien. Alguien necesita" _Good. Someone needs to_ she retorts and resumes giving her attention to her baby, the maid approached her with a warm bucket and formula inside a bottle, she checked the temperature and gave the little boy his milk, to which the child seemed to be overjoyed as he finished the milk much faster than she thought he would.

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Her eyes strained as looking at the baby in her arms, her gaze then went to her father who slept with the newspaper on his face. She admired the clouds outside her plane window, they were shaped oddly, some would even scrunch at them but they all stuck together, with no judgment, no shame. As one; they covered the earth and brought endless times for humans to realise beauty comes in all shapes and colours, and should never be judged. 

Her grip on the little boy tightened as the plane descended to land on their familiar soil of English soil. "Papi" Kaitlyn brought her father from his sleep state. 

The air hostess opens the vacuum-tight door and then scolds, "Madam you are not allowed in here" Her words rendered nothing when Amy happily entered the plan to see Kaitlyn strapped to the chair with a sleeping baby in her hands, 

"Quand ton frère me l'a dit, je ne l'ai pas cru, pas du tout" _When your brother told me I did not believe him, not even one bit_ she stands in her excitement, 

Antonio was fluent in the language but he retorted, "We're in the UK Amy, not France. Have some liberty to the people who do not understand the language. Think of the air hostess for Pete's sake! She assumed you were an assassin" 

"Sorry" she mutters silently to the frightened Airhostess, Kaitlyn wanted to join in the excitement instead of being glued to the chair but she couldn't get anywhere without being afraid of waking the baby, Amy was quick with her actions; she knelt down and carefully slipped the baby into her arms allowing Kaitlyn to free herself and collect her side bag. "And he's such a cutie" she whispers looking at the baby with love. 

"That he is" Kaitlyn's smile grew and for a second she once again forgot everything around including the fact they needed to leave the plane and get back home because of the frequent planes which land and take off.