I wish she would have looked more like her than . I thought of it while looking at her amusing face which made think just how much ti it has been since she was born and how much ti I lost spending with her.
"Ayla", I called out her na just the way I called the love of my life.
"Yes, bad uncle", she replied, making feel an ache in my heart.
I didn’t think there would be a ti when my daughter would call uncle for being a wicked uncle. I can feel the sorrow lingering through my skin, making feel every single bit of pain.
"How was your day when you used to live in another place?" I asked.
"It was fun", she smiled.
"Could you explain to ?" I asked.
"Yes", she said.
"So I always get up quickly at morning and roam in
The entire place, but mom keeps on sleeping. So I always go to Aunt Kylie’s room and make her face look like a joker with her make ups." She giggled.
"I apply her eye liners on her upper lips, making a mustage, and her lipsticks on her forehead look like long red marks like tika. After that I used to go to Aunt Jenny’s room and make her dress disorganized and throw it everywhere", she sure is having fun explaining things which made chuckle.
"You are such a brat. Aren’t you?"
"Of course, whose daughter do you think I’m?" she said proudly.
Of course, you are my daughter. My only daughter who I t so late and now when you are right in front of I couldn’t even say just how unlucky I’m.
"Where is cocoa?" she started hitting on her table.
"Bring cocoa. You all wake up from my sleep so freaking early so bring cocoa. I want cocoa!!!!!!!!!!" she started hitting loud but when I tried to stop her I find dad coming out of the stairs.
"Who’s this?"
"Why are all of you creating chaos in the middle of the night?" he asked while coming downstairs.
"Ah it’s nothing", I tried to hide her while standing in front of her.
"What nothing? I can clearly see you are hiding sothing from ", he tried to see her but Jas too ended up standing beside covering her even more.
"It’s nothing dad. You go to your room and sleep", he said in a awkward tone but it wasn’t sothing which will each his doubt but will enhance more.
"I said let see what are you hiding?" he said while we didn’t even budge an inch.
"Dad, it is nothing", we said again but this ti he pushed us aside and dad and Ayla were standing right in front of making even more nervous.
"Who are you?" he asked looking at her.
"That is what I should ask you as well. Who are you?" she asked.
Gosh, what is with this situation going on? Now I feel as if it’s not that she is holding my nature but its genetic. She is behaving like dad. This is the tone he always used to show when I was a kid and now he is showing it to her but she isn’t looking weak as but she is standing straight looking straight into his eye.
When she said dad didn’t say anything for a while which made the entire place cold as ice.
"What is happening?" Jas whispered in my ear.
"I too am not sure what is happening as if sothing is going on between them without speaking", I said.
"But I think sothing serious will happen", he said.
I didn’t say it again but observed their behavior but all of sudden I saw sothing coming out of his eyes which startled as well.
"Dad", I said.
He didn’t say anything.
"Dad", I called out again.
He looked at .
He didn’t say anything and went to his room, giving a dilemma.
"I will go check on him", Jas said and followed him while I was waiting in the living room. I don’t know what is happening but this is sothing which I never ever experienced and this is new for as well. Dad showing sorrow expression? It is impossible.
Yeah it is clearly impossible.
"Master", the butler called .
"yeah?"
"Here cocoa you ordered", he placed the cocoa in front of the table while that child looked in shock as well.
"Who was that old grandpa?" she asked.
"He is my father", I replied.
"Is he constipated?" her question shocked .
"What made you ask this way?" I asked.
"He looked hell grumpy as if he is the grumpy old man from the stories where he eat little children", she said explaining the entire thing. I almost laughed looking at her but I controlled.
"So baby, won’t you call dad once?" I asked.
"Dad? What’s that?" she asked, shocked.
"You don’t know what’s dad? Then what do you understand when I said the old man was my father?" I asked.
"Don’t know. Maybe you know him and it was just a nickna for him as Aunt Kylie said that grandpa at ho is my grandpa and that’s my nickna for him", as she said I almost felt my eyes getting wet.
I can’t believe my child is telling sothing like this. I couldn’t control my tears, it’s sothing getting too painful for . I was about to go close to her and hold her. I hear a loud sound coming out from the entrance. I looked at the side when I found Ayla and Jace coming while Ayla looked like she was in a panic.
"What the hell are you doing Mr. King?" she shouted and held by the collar.
"How the hell did you kidnap my child?" she looked hell angry as well her told sound hoarse.
"Ayla, lets talk", I said, trying to get free.
"What talk? Ha What talk? Is there anything to talk about? Did you even leave anything for to talk about? No right? Then what kind of conversation do you want to have? After kidnapping my Ayla", she is being loud.
I broke free from her hand and pulled her toward my room while I was still looking at little Ayla. I hope Jace won’t let her wander.
"Aaron, Leave my hand!!!"
I didn’t listen to her.
"Aaron left my hand. Can’t you hear ?" she again shouted while her nails kept on digging through my skin making bleed but I didn’t stop but stuck to her hand until I reached my room and locked myself inside.
"Aaaron, what kind of behavior is this?" she shouted.
She still has the guts to shout.
I can’t believe this girl. Both have insane tempers.
She tried to go but I stopped her way.
"Do you really think about what I’m doing?"
"You have kept my daughter hidden from for five years and you are asking what kind of behavior I’m doing? Do you really want to say what I’m doing?" I held her pinning to the door.
"Aaron you are hurting ", she said.
"Hurting you? Then what are you doing to ? what about my pain? That I have been feeling from the mont you left ? what about ? what about my feelings that I have been holding when the people beside told you are dead. Did you imagine the feelings? Ha did you?" I kept on asking her questions while I’m feeling the double pain then her.
"Leave !!!", she pushed away.
"What kind of pain are you talking about ? ha what kind of pain? I don’t see any pain. You are living fine having a kind fiancée so why are you getting so affection toward my daughter? Who is she to you? Nothing. So get your nose out of my child and out of my relationship."
She was again about to leave when I blocked her way.
"Your daughter? Then why does she look like ? Why does she talk like ? why?" I asked.
"There are many guys who look like you and I may have slept with one of them and had her. What do you say?" as she said my hand ended up holding her neck which I never expected I would do at a ti.
"Say it again!!!!"
"Say it again!!!"
"I will kill every person who even gets the chance to touch you let alone sleep with you and love you the way I do."
"Do they know how you like when I hold your thigh wrapping around and kiss the teal behind your ear and the way you moan? Do they? They don’t, right? They won’t even know because every inch of you is mine and only mine so keep it inside your head Ayla White. Because there won’t be many day when your surna will be replaced by King and you belong to ."
"I belong to you? Keep on dreaming because I don’t want to share a dick even in my dream", she stared right into my eyes with an angry expression.
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