Hilary Moretti.
13:00 Residence of the Russian brothers.” Italy.
Tuesday.
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I can’t believe I ended up falling asleep with Lisa. But she’s such a precious child; she made me lie down with her and read her a little story. My body relaxed, and tiredness came soon after, and the next thing I knew, I was asleep with her. “I woke up to her calling me and asking for food. Before we went downstairs, I gave her a quick bath and put on a little dress. Then we went downstairs, and I quickly
looked around and couldn’t find them.
I’m not mentally prepared to be in the same environment as them. I have to have a serious talk with both of them; what we did early this morning is in the past. Furthermore, I’m working now, and I don’t want to get involved with either of them. I still wonder why they chose me; of course, they may have had feelings for me. But they are famous men, but they are influential men, rich and very successful.
What would they want with a forty–year–old woman? What we did yesterday was just carnal desire. I’m a hypocrite, I think, but not my body. I’m sure that if they keep getting close to me, I might end up giving in, but I don’t want to. Ah, because I had to accept that, now my body is very sensitive; any touch, I want attention.
Lary, can we go and play in the square today?” She asked when I put her down on the bench.
Of course, my love. As soon as you’ve finished your meal, we can go.
”
Yay! ” I smiled gently.
I can’t believe those people didn’t take good care of this beautiful girl. She’s like her father–her blonde hair, the color of her skin–she’is identical to her father, a female version. ” I opened the fridge and saw that there were packed lunches. I see that on the lunch boxes there are the days and the names of the people. I found Lisa’s name. Likewise, I went to heat it up in the microwave. Furthermore, I saw that there were some vegetables in a small pot with her name on it. I opened it and noticed that there were cooked carrots, cooked chaste and broccoli. I heated it up too, then just put it all on her plate; she eats it all by herself.
Here, my love. “I put it in front of her, and she started to eat.
While she was eating, I decided to serve myself a plate too. I found rice, beans and roast meat with no name; it must be for us babysitters. I put everything on a plate and put it in the microwave.” One thing I’ve learned is never to give a child something to drink while they’re eating, because they’ll drink more juice and end up filling their bellies with liquid rather than food.
I sat down next to her and started eating, and of course she started talking a lot. I don’t mind listening to her talk; I like her voice.
Did you know that Uncle Max has already fallen into the pool?
Really? How did that happen?” I asked curiously.
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Chapter 16
He was running after me, then he tripped and fell face–first into the water. It was so funny; I laughed so hard I cried.” I let out a laugh.
“You must have had a lot of fun, darling.” She agreed.
“Yes, I like playing with Uncle. But… They don’t have time to play with me… Daddy works a lot.” I felt my heartache when I heard these
words.
I’m sure your father loves you very much. He’s probably busy with work, but I can talk to him and ask him to spend more time with you.
His eyes lit up with anticipation.
Really? Can you talk to Dad?
“Of course.” But I hope it’s a good conversation.
“Yay! Thank you, Lary. You’re the best babysitter in the world.” She hugged me.
Oh my God! I’m going to die of happiness.
And you’re the best child in the world, my love. Now finish your lunch so we can go to the square.
Right.
After lunch, I went to change her clothes into better ones. I chose a short skirt and an oversized shirt for her, and a pair of comfortable shoes for her to run in. I also made some snacks to take with me, put everything in the car, put her in her car seat, and checked that everything was OK. Then I got in the car and set off towards the square.
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Sara Lili is a daring romance writer who turns icy landscapes into scenes of fiery passion. She loves crafting hot love stories while embracing the chill of Iceland’s breathtaking cold.
