EPISODE 7
1440 Words
MAURIZIO FERRARI
"Daddy, I didn't mean to hurt her so badly, but she pushed me to do it and I lost control so I hit her face against the table and kicked her on her stomach," Beverly explains the reason why she was given a warning at school as I drove us home.
The principal called us because Beverly was fighting at school and she indeed hurt her classmate which also was her bully, but what I know for sure is that, she won't bully her ever again. Beverly made sure of that.
"You did well, Bambina," I complimented.
"And you know what she even called me? A foreigner, can you imagine... wait, daddy did you just say that I did well?" She asks, sounding shocked.
"You heard right, sweetie. You made it clear to everyone that no one can ever take on a Ferrari. Please tell me that you kicked her hard enough for her to make everyone laugh," She shyly laughed.
"I kind of felt bad when I kicked her, but it felt so good. Mommy is going to ground me, but I did it for her, daddy. The girls at school were talking trash about her and I could not stand it, so I took on the Beyonce of the group of friends. They are so mean and they hurt my feelings. They call mommy with names and also say that you are not my father, I should go and find my own," She gets so sad and starts crying. That honestly broke my heart.
I stopped the car on the side of the road and held Beverly's hand.
"Oh, Bambina. You know that is not true; I will always be your daddy no matter what. Do not listen to those ragazze stupide (stupid girls), they are just jealous because you have a fancy, comfortable life with your parents and siblings who love you so much. We don't have to be connected through blood for us to have a daughter and father connection. I love you as my own and that is all that matters, okay?" I pulled her in my arms, hugging her.
"Okay," She said, snorting.
I gave her my handkerchief to wipe her tears.
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"Go to your room, I will tell your mother about the meeting,"
Instead of taking Beverly back to my mother's house, I decided to bring her back home. All my kids should come back in fact. It's wrong to involve them, trying to hurt Anastasia with them.
"Thanks," She hugged me and left to her room while I turned the other way to the bedroom.
"What did Beverly's school principal want, is my daughter in trouble?" She asks, panicking.
She is lying on the bed on her stomach with a linen covering her naked body. I figured she can't sit on her butt or wear any clothes.
I sat down on the edge of the bed, removing the linen, so I could see how bad I whipped her. It's not like I am going to apologise to her; she cheated on me and I hate cheaters. I put a f*****g ring on that ass, paid millions, and did unforgivable things to have her, I can't let any mother f*****g men take that all from me.
I grabbed the ointment on the pedestal and started dropping a little on her wounds. She flinched in pain when I gently rubbed it on, but it had to be done.
"You'll be fine, it's not that bad," I said.
"I asked about m-my daughter," Her voice starts to shake. She is holding her tears back.
"What about YOUR daughter?" I emphasised the word 'Your'.
"Is she okay, is she hurt, what is happening?"
"Oh, Beverly… She is good."
"Maurizio, please tell me why the principal wanted to see us," She desperately asks. It is fair that I tell her everything, besides, she is the mother of Beverly and I am just the person in her life who happens to know Beverly I mean, she has constantly repeated the words 'My Daughter' when she referred to Beverly.
"She got suspended from school for a week,"
"What!?" She exclaimed. "What did she do?" She slowly gets off the bed as I had finished applying the ointment.
"She fought with a group of girls and one of them ended up needing medical care, but it's sorted now with the parents of the girl… they won't press any charges, I made sure of it and Beverly will be going to school,"
"Oh my God, this seems to be getting worse, what did you do now? Ugh, don't even say anything because I might have a heart attack." Did she honestly think that I will let my baby girl get the suspension just like that, no way. I had to bribe the principal to get the security footage deleted and l threatened the girl's family so that they wouldn't lay any charges for Beverly. Anything for my family. "Where is she?" She goes to the bathroom and comes back wearing her robe.
"Who, the girl? Probably in hospital, getting a nose surgery," I laughed. "I am so proud of our girl, she deserves to be spoiled,"
"Or not! I can't believe how you are condoning this. Beverly did wrong and she deserved that suspension so that she could learn her lesson, but you spoil her so much that you don't even realise whenever she is wrong! Whatever the girl did, Beverly had no right to hit her, no right!" She screams, going crazy on me. I am sorry, but my wife is so hot when she is in crazy-bipolar mode, I want to bang her against the wall, right now.
"Where do you think you are going, get back here!" I shout, following her out of the room.
"My daughter needs to hear a piece of my mind, Maurizio and please don't stop me!"
I groaned, very irritated now.
I grabbed her arm and roughly pulled her, pinning her body against the wall.
"I am sick and tired of you referring to Beverly as YOUR daughter! This should end right here, right now. Am I not the child's father? I have never ever felt so belittled by you, Anastasia and you think that doesn't hurt me? It breaks me because Beverly sees me so much as a father figure to her, but it's like you don't want that because what? Her father died now you think that she does not have a father? You know that I have connected with her so much that she is even calling me Daddy and I call her my daughter-OUR daughter, Ana. She said something today about the bullies constantly reminding her that she is not my daughter and I am not her father, but I made a promise and assured her that I will always be her father, by blood or not and you are here, reminding me that Beverly is not my biological daughter is that even fair, darling?" I cup her face, connecting our foreheads.
"Do you even care why our daughter had to beat up her bullies? Do you want to know why she did all that or do you only care about right and wrong? Sweetheart, this is all your fault. You owe Beverly an apology and you should thank her for defending you like that, she was strong enough to deal with your humiliation." I pulled away from her and glared at her before I turned away, walking back to our bedroom.
I took my phone out of my pants and quickly made a call to Bambi.
"Hey, what's up?"
"Ciao. I am sure that you've seen my wife's dirty picture all over the internet, right?"
She breathed out over the phone.
"I kind of did,"
"I need you to trace it. Find me the person who published it all over the net and also trace on which digital camera it was originally taken and by who. I will hear from you in 24 hours,"
"Make that 5 hours."
"I am in no hurry. I like my vengeance sweet,"
"I'm on it then; anything else?"
"That will be all for now, sister." After hanging up the call, Anastasia walked into the room, crying.
"What can I do to make you see how much I regret everything? Please, honey, I need your forgiveness, forgive me, please. I am so sorry," She tried holding my hands, but I yanked her hands off me, softly.
"I have somewhere to be, don't wait up." I started walking out of the room, leaving her calling out my name.
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