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Chapter 4

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"Ignore my father's cold face, I can protect you!" He didn't stop getting into her heart. 

She held his cheek and guessed that he should be about five years old already. His father walked towards them again, but this time, he said nothing and just watched the drama. She stole a glance at his father and felt very nervous. Not being able to swallow everything that was happening at that moment, she burst out crying, hugged Baby T, and ran out of the streamside. The moment she got to her car, she drove off with tears in her eyes.

"Can we go now?" He asked Baby T stretching his palms. 

"I like her Daddy!" Baby T responded still looking in the direction Mia had left in. "Stay back Arrow!" Baby T suddenly said the moment he saw his father's right-hand man coming closer. 

Arrow stopped in his step and looked up at his boss. "Master, would you need my help?" He asked. 

Baby T was stunned and then looked up at his father. "I want every detail about her." His father replied, and soon, they left while Baby T missed the presence of Mia. 

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Mia jumped on her bed and laid down flat not wanting to take her head up. "Mia, are you alright? I expect you to feel better by now." Rise said. She had chased her daughter from the main door seeing as she was still crying. Seeing her daughter cry while covering her eyes on her bed broke her heart. Sitting close to her, she placed her head on her lap. "Mia you should be used to your father by now. It's not easy to have him as a father. Please let go and move on with your life." She begged Mia. 

Mia soon sat up and looked up at her mother. "It's not about father! It's about my past. I feel so choked up, Mom!" She said to her. 

"Did something happen outside this house?" Rise asked curiously, and Mia nodded and started explaining everything thing that occurred during her encounter with Baby T. 

After she was done, there was a deep silence for a while. "This is beautiful to hear. I understand that you are being triggered but trust me, it's a beautiful experience for me. I think you should focus on being happier. If you want a kid to help you get past your bad experience, we could go adopt one for you."

"I don't think it's about that. I see kids at the park every time I go there. This one is just different." Mia said looking at her. 

"Enjoy the memory of it, honey. Now relax while I get you some tea." Rise got up trying to understand what her daughter was trying to tell her. 

It's been two weeks since Mia got that experience and slowly, she was getting over it. During dinner that evening, she got dressed in a pink gown and concentrated on her meal when she heard her father clear his throat. 

Rose looked up at him, hoping he had something nice to say. "I have got a good news!" He suddenly said to everyone in the dining room. Mia stole a glance at him and when she realized he was kinda looking at her, she avoided his gaze. "I got an offer from the biggest investment company in this City. I couldn't believe President Gun Blackwood would ever consider my company worthy to invest in."

Everyone was surprised and that included Rose. "Wow! But isn't that the infamous Mafia Boss? That's very good news, though! Congratulations Cross!" 

He rolled his eyes at that congratulatory talk. "But..." 

"Just like I expected." Rose spat.

"He wants one of my daughters. I wouldn't want to sell out my precious Sia so I will be selling out Mia to him as his slave." He spat and Mia almost choked on her food as she looked up at her father in shock.

She looked up at Sia and saw the strange smirk on her face. Then she turned to look at her mother, who looked just as shocked as her. "What?" She was finding it hard to get over the shock as she then looked at her father.

"Don't give me that strange look. You have never been useful to me ever since you were born. This is your only opportunity to prove yourself useful. Maybe if you can be the reason my company gets back on its feet, I would change my perspective of you and maybe show you a little love." He said to her.

"Do you even realize what you are trying to get our daughter into? Everyone fears that man, he's a Mafia Boss. My daughter would never get involved with such an evil man." Rose was scared out of her wit.

"What am I even doing here looking at your faces? Sleep on it! You don't have much time." He spat and left the dining room.

Sia got up too. "Someone is about to get useful for once!" She spat and walked out too.

"That's an evil thing to do to a child. Mia ignored what he just said, I will never let that happen, okay." Rose said and carried her to her room. The moment she tucked her into the bed and tried to leave, Mia held her back. 

"Please stay with me, mom!" She pleaded and Rose laid close to her on the bed. 

The next morning, Mia showered and walked into the dining room for breakfast as though nothing happened the night before. While they were, everyone looked at her, wondering why she was being normal. The Mia they knew would have locked herself up in her room, still in tears, but this one right here stayed unbothered. "I ACCEPT!" She spoke up finally, and the family froze in shock, especially Cross, who never thought she could ever accept such.

"Are you trying to say I should get you sold to Gun Blackwood?" He asked her.

"I have done my research. I know he's the biggest Boss in the city. He's also the biggest Mafia Boss. I know that too." she said, already crying with fear evident in her eyes. "But I have no choice but to accept it, Father if that's what will make you look at me for once and be happy." She said to everyone's hearing.

Rose's heart broke on seeing the situation her daughter was in. "You must be joking, Mia; there is no way I am letting you do that. It's a crime." 

 

"Mother, Gun Blackwood will get away with everything he does. I have always wanted to die anyway, so I guess this is the easiest route." Mia replied and left the dining room.

Rose ran after her while Cross turned to look at Sia. "Your suggestion worked!" He spat.

"I told you she would accept Dad!" Sia replied to him with a grin.

 

"You aren't crazy Mia! How on earth can you accept that?" Rose reprimanded Mia in her room.

"Father had never loved me; I just want him to allow me to experience his love

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