❝I wrote poems inside her with my fingers.❞
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Why am I hard right now? "I-I'm not-" She shut me up thrusting her tongue inside my mouth, we both moaned and I swear my pants tightened more, it felt strange, I felt strange.
I don't know wh...
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"Dada." She shouted loudly as she started running at full speed. She's so hyperactive, I mean it's apart of her ADHD. She can never stay one place for too long.
"Hi sunshine." I hugged her in my arms tightly. God, I missed her so much.
"I missed you, Dada." She said quietly and I pecked her cheeks.
Meet Parissa Alessia Romano. Yeah, my two year old lovely daughter.
"I missed you too, Rissa." I said as I tickled her and she giggled.
Long story short——
A few months later after the kidnapping, it took us months to get Jessica to talk about who she paid to take advantage of me that night and when she blurted out everything, papa lit her body on fire.
We then finally found the girl that raped me that night. The shocking part was that we found her pregnant. I didn't even care at that time, I just wanted to kill her but the second she blurted out that it was my baby, I froze.
Of course I didn't believe her at that time because I was convinced I wasn't raped because I couldn't remember anything.
Dad convinced me to do a DNA test after she delivered the baby, so we spared her until then, she was indeed my child after I did the test. I made sure to double check with every doctor I know because people can always set traps.
But it was confirmed that she was mine. The truth was I had a hard time accepting that I had a child at the age of almost 18, I hated the woman for raping me and I also hated the child.
The day she was born, I didn't even look at her. I had dreams that I wanted to fulfill, I was so young to be a father, I was ashamed of myself.
I didn't want a rape baby, but God was I foolish. My family knock sense into me until I realized the baby wasn't at fault.
She was just an innocent soul after all, so I accepted her wholehearted and became the father she needed.
She stays with my parents because I'm going to college, they volunteered to look after her while I'm in college.
I get to see her every holiday or whenever I come back home, it's hard talking to her on phone most times but we make it work. She's so fucking smart at only 2 almost 3 years old, she's perfect and I love her with all my heart.
