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Saturday came quickly, almost too quickly.
"Mama?" Alexandria rubs her eyes as she leaves the door to my bedroom open after her.
"hey baby, did you have a good nap?" I ask her smiling widely.
I lift her up on the bed, placing her down on my lap. She instantly sticks her hand into my fruit bowl, grabbing a grape.
"yes, I no dream this time," she says munching on the purple fruit.
"That's good, sweetie," I say taking off her bonnet to massage her scalp with some oil.
"I have a question mommy?" she says.
"mhm"
"can Alexandriandro be my daddy?" she says, I choke on the raspberry in my mouth, coughing harshly.
"What?" I wheeze.
"Can he be like mommy but a boy?" she looks up at me like I'm dumb.
"Dria it doesn't work like that," I say softly.
"yes― Zio Gio is Violetta's daddy and Star is her mommy. I want Alexandriandro to be my daddy" she crosses her arms.
"why?" I say, my heart aching knowing her not having a father will be a bigger problem than I thought, if she reacts like this early on.
"because he's just so wonderful" she talks with her hands.
I'm not sure if she even knows what wonderful means.
"he's so kind and-and tall, and sweet and he likes I and mommy," she says looking up at me with her big brown eyes.
"but don't you know what we say?" I poke her stomach with a playful smile on my face.
"mommy and Alexandria forever" she smiles widely.
"yes mommy and Alexandria forever!" she shouts jumping at me like a koala.
"and Alexandriandro" she whispers in my ear.
Fuck.
♡
"Can you hear me, Simone?" Amir's voice flows through the earpiece in my left ear. It looks like a black hearing aid, therefore less suspicious.
"loud and clear" I tap it.
"good, Vincent just entered VIP lounge 4 with six other men and seven strippers," he says.
"got it," I say.
Great, six other disgusting pigs getting lap dances while their wives are at home waiting for them.
Men.
"two beers and four whiskeys, the one with extra ice" Sloane lifts up a tray, lining up the drinks.
The one with extra ice has poison in the ice cubes. That way it won't taste weird and will be harder to track.
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