chapter 18 (unedited)

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Nitara

"Nitara , I'll be leaving now. Please stay safe and call me if you need anything. Yes?" Papa hugs me as he gets ready for his meeting in New York.

"I don't u-understand why can't I l-leave with you papa" I ask softly.

"I know cupcake and as much as I'd love to take you there, I've already done alot of things that can cause danger and I don't want you to be hurt my child." He sighs and kisses me on the forehead.

I cherish the moist imprint as the last sign of physical contact between us before he leaves.

I wave at him as he leaves and just like that his car  disappears, so does he.......

I make my way inside the empty house. A home . A home that doesn't feel home without papa.

I know he has his buisness to attend but it's so lonely alone . All I can think of is the way he waits near the end of the stairs in the morning with welcoming arms and a wide smile . The way he sets the table for me and not let the maids do it because he wants to do something for me.  The way he learned to braid my hair from Denny as I was too tired to do it for myself.

All this time I've been spending most of my time with Nico. Not that i regret it but I just miss papa now that he's gone .

He's not dying Tara stop being so emotional. You've got a bakery to be at.

I walk into my closet and choose a comfortable outfit and warm outfit because the weather today is a little too windy.

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I ask denny to drive me to the bakery and he politely tells me that I don't have to ask him instead all I have to do is order him . But I politely say no as it's mean to talk to him like that.

We get into the car and drive down to the bakery. On our way we blast music in the car and start our own karaoke session.

He also tells me about how he met his wife and they have 2 little angels now. Well they are 15 and 16 years so maybe not that Little but ok hehe.

We stop by at a cute , warm and cozy bakery. The look from outside is quite aesthetic and beautiful. There are flowers and plants all around the place. There are a few pots hanging from the ceiling. 

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I quickly send the picture to papa , Nico and Emmy.

As I make my way inside I'm met with the sweet smell of cakes and coffee. A welcoming and warm feeling rises in my chest.

A man in his late 50ties makes his way towards me . He gives me a cheeky smile and waves at me. Aww I love old people who are kind.

"ciao , devi essere nitara , sei bellissima Bella entra. (Translation: hello you must be nitara , you are beautiful Bella come in ) he says in a welcoming and sweet voice beckoning me to come inside.

He introduces himself as Michael and his wife as rosy. He told me that they met at a coffee shop and he fell in love her in the exact moment. He tried to propose many times but she rejected him all the time . Later she explained that her parents were very strict and didn't appreciate her talking to anyone.

He was so much in love with her that he talked to her father . Nearly Got beaten up to death . Somehow her father died and then they got married.

A little too weird story to be exact.

He demonstrated everything for me as I wasn't sure about how to operate all the machines in the shop.

During the break I call Emmy and she picks up almost immediately breathing heavily.

"Yo babe how's my girl. Forgot about me already" she exhales.

Is she jogging?

"No em you k-know I love y-you . I'm s-sorry if you felt that way . I didn't m-mean to make you feel that way." I apologise immediately.

Maybe I got a little distracted. Emmy is my bestfriend and I would never want her to feel left out or uninteresting.

"Aww my poor love , no Tara I was just joking. So tell me how's your rich bitch life going on " her voice suddenly changes. All I hear is heavy breathing and 

I don't understand why she sounds like tha-Oh my god .

"Amara hernandez y-you are doing t-the deed while on ca-call with me . That's horrible. " I gasp .

"The what?! Baby you called me and you know I'll never decline your call " she laughs as if i said something funny.

"I'll call you later. Please don't do that again . Emmy I'll be disappointed." I sigh and end the call.

I turn back to get to work but I freeze when I feel someone's breathing tickling my hair. Someone whose familiar. Way too familiar.

"Nico" i breathe out.

"Hmm" he hums and places his head on the top on my shoulder. His hands go around my waist and wrap themselves there  pulling me closer.

He sways us  and asks about my day. He tells me that he missed me . He couldn't wait for the shift to end that's why he came early to see me . I'll cry he's so cute. He turns me around and as soon as our eyes meet , his softened. He gives me a light smile and kisses my forehead.

He brings  his hand forward and place a bouquet infront of me . I almost faint at the gesture. Thankyou God.

I place a soft kiss on his cheek as a thankyou and he shakes his head pulling be back.

"Five more" he mumbled pointing towards his cheek.

I sigh and give into his wishes. Not like I enjoyed it .

"I already informed Michael that's you're done for the day . Get your stuff we're leaving" he informs me .

"No Nico I can't leave just yet . I s-still have a f-few hours left f-for my shift t-to end and it's j-just my first day" I try to Wiggle out of his grip.

He tightened his hold and holds my jaw and strokes my thumb on my cheek.

"Baby were leaving , I don't want my precious little baby to be tired just yet. Hmm" he says in a calming voice with a hint of dominance in it.

I simply nod and get my stuff. Why am I so submissive?

He smiles and kisses my forehead. Once we get into the car Nico apologies for the way he behaved and explains that he had a bad day at work and just wanted to be with me at home .

He takes me home . Home is wherever he is.

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