The Don's Maid [18+]

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Positivity Corner:

If someone doesn't love you at your worst he doesn't have the privilege to love you at your best.

Rico kept me longer in the gym the following morning.

Not that I complained. In those extra forty minutes I practiced shooting, with Rico barking orders in my ear.

Honestly he just doesn't know how to stop.

Normally we'd be in the gun range after dinner sometimes followed by papa. Trust me that man knew how to put a bullet in a person's head with a blindfold on.

Rico wasn't bad either.

Years of practice, I guess.

Just as I promised Ariana, I was on my was to the hospital around nine in the morning, I know I should have came earlier.

On the way I picked up a bunch of bright orange tulips. I let the ribbon rest today.

Upon reaching the hospital room, and knocking Antonio opened the door, in his scrubs and an apron around his shoulders.

"I thought you were dead?" He says in a mock question.

Wow! What a way to greet. I snort internally.

"No yet." I grin sarcastically.

"Well...good to see you anyway." He smiles letting me in. Ariana was sitting on the couch looking sulky but rested. She was wearing a bright yellow printed summer dress and her arms were crossed over her chest.

Vincent was still sleeping but the only change on the room was...Cara. She was weeping and the noise from her snotty cries could be heard.

Probably that's why Ariana was sulking.

And that sound seemed to irritate Ariana as she'd roll her eyes now and then. Well...she was rolling them continuously.

What is Cara even doing here?

I roll my eyes as well.

Well...I think it's time for her to fuck off. My inner girl snarls.

But I ignore her.

"Hey, Ariana. Good morning." I grinned making my presence known.

"What's with the choice of your flowers?" She eyes me suspiciously.

I shrug. "It's just to spite him."

Ariana grins but rolls her eyes once again as Cara sniffs louder. I follow her suit as I take out the flower from yesterday and put the new ones in.

"What are you doing here?" Cara asks forcefully getting up from the tool she was sitting in and almost storming over to me.

"Excuse me?" I crinkle my nose, at the sudden attack.