Chapter 9
Zayn is currently sitting in the edge of the bed looking at the little doll girl sleeping infront of him.
He needed to figured out how she just got to big space without anyone's help but immediately switched back to little space. His so curious on how did his little woman got a sharp tongue in talking, while she's just an innocent princess to him.
"Diego, vieni a casa mia la sera. Voglio che consulti qualcuno per me." He called his family doctor in Italy .
(Diego, come to my house at evening. I want you to consult someone for me.)
"Sì, certo signore. Sarò lì in tempo. Potrebbe dirmi se questo è un caso serio?" The doctor replied immediately, happy to be on work again.
(Yes, of course sir. I'll be there on time. Could you please tell me if this a serious case?)
"No, riguarda solo le bambine." He muttered but the doctor could still make out what he said.
(No, it only involves to little girls.)
"Si signore. Notato." He hang up the phone and moved closer to Lia and caress her hair.
(Yes sir. Noted.)
"Tu piccola ragazza misteriosa, la mia ragazza misteriosa." He's eyebrows are in deep from but he still gave her a kiss on the forehead. "Presto scoprirò tutto sul tuo amore e quando arriverà, chiunque tu sia, rimarrai bloccato con me per l'eternità."
(You little mysterious girl, my mysterious girl.)
(I'll find out everything soon about you love and when that comes, who ever you are, you're stuck with me for eternity.)
His decision is final, who ever Aliandra is, she'll stay beside him no matter what.
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"AHHH!"
Lia put her hands on her eyes to cover it from the unholy scene infront of her.
"You can watch all you want baby." Zayn replied with a smirk approaching the little girl.
She didn't remove the hand around her eyes and cutely pout towards him. Wearing a towel after getting out of the bathroom is not a good idea after all. The man's eyes are running on her expose skin. He can't stop himself and this is an unexpected view for him.
"You smell good." He buried his face in her exposed neck and inhaling her body's natural scent.
"Why are you stripping here? You should do it in the closet." She scolded and sternly glare at him.
"Big space?" He ask tilting his head.
"Yes, so get out my way and let me get dressed." She said and tried to push him away.
"We need to talk." He frankly said and look at her seriously in the eyes.
"Let me first get mys—"
He didn't let her finish and immediately carried her towards the bed. Quicky hovering on top of her, locking her wrist at the bed pose with a furry handcuffs.
"Hey! What do you think your doing?!" She yelled in his face.
"Playing a game with 'ya baby." He simply said after he finish to lock her little wrist.
"Who said I'm willing to play a game with you bas-mmhhhmm" Her words were completely muffled because of the sudden move Zayn made.
"You feel that baby? It's ready to penetrate anytime, so now listen to me." He adjusted his position to a comfortable one.
She just nodded with a blush in her plump cheeks as she look away.
"Now now, don't switch or else, I'll ask question and you'll answer it honestly." The girl has no choice but to nod her head.
"Okay." She replied and look at him. She can't believe herself to submit like this to this man.
"First, where are you from?" He ask and kissed her neck sucking on one area repeatedly.
"Ahh, s-stop." She said.
"Answer me..." He said in a dangerous low voice.
"F-france." Lia answered between heavy breaths.
He didn't respond instead he continued to suck on her neck and collar bone. He's sure that would leave a mark, a hickey to be exact.
"Good girl, now what kind of family do you have in France?"
"Durrant." She murmured.
"That's my princes.... Now tell me who's your father?" He looked up from her neck.
"Father my ass." She rolled her eyes only to get spanked twice. "Aww!"
"Who's. Your. Father?" He ask again dead serious.
The tears she's trying to control are now falling down like waterfalls. She started to wriggled in Zayn's grasp. Looking at the situation, he hurriedly uncuffed her wrist and took her to his embrace.
"Ssshhhh, what is it love? Hmm?" He dotingly look at her.
"I d-don't have a-a p-papa." She cried. "H-he o-only c-cared to h-his b-bitch of a daughter...."
"Hush now, tell me baby, come on let's talk, stop crying now." He cooed, trying to atleast lessen her sobs and it did work.
Just so you know how big his effect on her.
"D-do y-you s-still h-have question d-daddy?" She said while using Zayn's shirt to wipe her tears.
"Are you sure you can answer me? Now that you're in little space." He caressed her small face with concerned eyes.
The little nodded and snuggled her head in his neck.
"Are you one of the daughters of the largest mafia group in France?"
"I was, but I runaway from there."
"Your father's name is Aloysius, am I right?" He ask kissing her forehead.
"You mean the person they called "famous warrior"?" She ask looking up to him.
"Exactly."
"Oh don't worry daddy, he doesn't care for me at all, he have many children to take care of that is more important than me." She meaningfully said, looking down.
"Baby don't say those words again, don't think of yourself as useless, cause you'll never be." He comforted her.
Aliandra nodded and lean up to peck his lips and was about to lean back when he hold her nape to deepen it to making up. After getting satisfied and also almost losing their breaths, Lia spoke in a little voice.
"Next question please???"