Page 84 of Secret Bratva Baby
I grin and climb out of the car, hurrying to her side to open the door.
I pull her out; her face is one of confusion.
“What’s going on?” she asks tensely.
I lift the keys from the ribbon and hand them to her.
“If you don’t like the color, we can change it, but I thought it would match your eyes.”
“This is mine?” she blurts out, not looking pleased at all.
I trip over my words. “Y-yes,” I reply, unsure of myself.
“Luka, why would you buy me a car?”
“It’s safe, Rose. It’s a really good car. You don’t have a car, and now when you and Lily go out, you can be safe,” I murmur. This is not the reaction I was expecting.
“Oh,” she mutters quietly. “For Lily.” She lets me place the keys in her hand. She nods, smiling. “It’s lovely. Thank you, Luka.”
But the gift wasn’t meant to beforLily.That wasn’t what I meant. I chew at the inside of my cheek.
It’s okay. She likes the car. But I will get her something else that is unmistakablyjustfor her.
The next morning, I wake up extra early to open the door for the delivery I’ve arranged.
I work quietly to set the living room up with Rose’s gifts. Dresses, jewels, handbags, shoes, perfume, chocolates, roses, anew watch—everything that I think she needs to make her feel like the princess she is to me.
I spread it across the room, flowers everywhere. It’s completely over the top, but it’s perfect. She’s going to be thrilled.
It’s a grand gesture, right from my heart.
Repositioning the flowers closet to the entrance just as I hear her voice, as she comes down the stairs, chatting to Lily, gently teasing her awake, I quickly turn to hurry out of the living room.
Meeting her at the bottom of the stairs, I take Lily from her arms. Lily immediately rests her head on my shoulder and closes her eyes.
“Good morning, beautiful,” I smile, leaning down to kiss Rose.
She smiles and gives me a quick peck on the lips.
“Morning.”
We walk through to the kitchen together.
“Mila is coming today, she’ll be here any minute. I thought we could do something together?” I say.
“Oh, okay. Lily enjoys her time with Mila. It’ll be nice for her to see her.”
“I’ll get some warm milk for Lily; otherwise, she’s going to be half-asleep when Mila arrives.”
Mila’s voice carries through from the entrance as she greets the guards.
“Too late,” Rose smiles, shrugging.
Mila breezes into the kitchen. “Where is my favorite little sleepy head? Hi guys,” she says, smiling at us. Lily perks up, squinting at Mila.
“Hi, baby girl,” Mila says gently, holding her arms out towards Lily.
“Miiila,” Lily mumbles excitedly. She flops out of my arms with full trust that Mila will catch her.
