Mob princess (baby daddy series #3) {COMPLETED}

21. Four days before the wedding

Wendy POV

    I'm in the car with the kids; we're going down to the harbor's carnival. The brothers and Adrien is going to meet us there for a full day of fun! None of us know when we get the opportunity to socialize with each other again; therefore, the time we have left is extra essential to utilize while we can.

    Fiona dresses like a fairy princess; apparently, this day is perfect for radiating joy and love, she said earlier when I asked her why. Caleb dresses in a white shirt with a V-neck dark blue sweater over, my handsome little professor. Noah and Darby want to play "clothes-twins" today, don't ask me why, because I seriously don't know; they're weird like that.

    Since the kids chose to dress differently today, I decide to do it too, after extreme amounts of nagging should be added. Fiona "has to" choose, and the result is an ivory white lace-dress that ends at the knees. I refuse to wear a tiara and walk among people with it, so we compromise to a flower wreath in plastic instead.

    I don't complain at Fiona much when she fixes me up; this is something she needs; it comforts her, and who am I to go against it. There's not much I can give her before we have to say goodbye for an indefinite period, but that she gets to dress me up as she wishes, that I can give her.

    The men are already there when we arrive; I hold Fiona, sitting on my hip, and holding Caleb in his hand. Noah and Darby walk next to us, just like the brothers did the day before when we were going to have lunch. It's incredible how much the boys take after the behavior of their father and uncles.

    Fiona will always be protected, even if I can't be there and be the one to protect her. She has Damien, her uncles, and her big brothers, who will always care for her. Whether I die or not, I can die in peace, knowing that she is not alone, that none of them are.

    Brody smacks Damien on the arm and nods in our direction. Damien turns around slowly and looks at me like I'm a goddess, with wide eyes full of adoration. A soft smile adorns my face, and Fiona must have made the right choice, considering how her dad stares at me.

"Dad!" the triplets yell and run up to him.

    I put Fiona down, who runs to catch up with her brothers to embrace her father, before all four give their uncles the same attention. Adrien is like my brother; hence they call him uncle, and I have no biological siblings anyway. I slowly follow the children until I reach my favorite men in the whole world.

"Hey, princess," Brody says with a smile and hugs me.

"Hey!" Fiona shouts and stomps her foot, blatantly upset that someone else is called princess in addition to her.

"What should I call her then?" he asks, laughing, and Fiona taps her cheek in deep thought.

"I'm a princess, dad is a king, and mom is dad's queen," she says in a factual tone.

"Then, what are we?" Noah exclaims, outraged at being unnamed.

"Caleb is a servant, and you are mommy's peasants!" she squeals and jumps around while clapping her little hands in excitement.

    I can't stay away from laughing anymore, and Caleb laughs with me. We fall apart in a pile on the ground by Noah's and Darby's grimaces; they don't seem to like their new titles. Caleb rolls around on the floor with me, and the others look at us amused. We lie there and catch our breath after all the laughter before we get up again.

    I continue with my greetings to Jaxon and Adrien, who both bow respectfully after Fiona's declaration. Caleb and I giggle at their behavior before both of them get a hug. Even Damien bows deeply before he takes my hand and brings it to his mouth to leave behind a kiss on the top.

"My queen," he greets and smiles at me.

"My king," I answer, laughing.

    We say nothing; our eyes say everything when we look into each other's souls who dream of being mixed up into one. Those royal blue eyes that I love, and even my son has inherited, look at me like I'm the most fantastic thing that's come to this earth. And to him, I seem to be.

"Excuse me, but I was promised to ride carousels," says Fiona and snorts about the fact that we have been in the harbor for ten minutes without having done anything.

"Of course, princess," Damien replies, lifting her.

"What do you want to do, boys?" I ask, and all three points to the largest roller coaster that exists.

"Okay, last one to get there is a snail!" I shout and start running towards the line.

    I hear the men laughing behind me and how the boys are trying to catch up. Unfortunately, I make a mistake and turn around to look at them, resulting in me running into someone. I land on the ground with a thud and an" oof " leaving my lips. My eyes meet the man I don't want to see, and I solidify by recognition.

"Well, well, if it's not my future wife," Herman says, grinning mockingly. "What a good thing that you clearly realize that you are lower than me."

    The boys come up next to me, and I look anxiously between them. Herman looks at them curiously, and I don't particularly appreciate how his eyes shine. I stand in front of the boys protective and give Herman a look full of disgust. How dare he think about how he can take advantage of the situation through my children?!

"Boys, run back to daddy," I say without taking my eyes off the direct threat in front of me.

"No, mom. We will protect you," Caleb replies, trying to stand in front of me.

"Caleb, I need you to be a big boy now. Take your brothers with you and run back to dad. NOW!" I say and shake him gently to make him realize the seriousness of the situation.

    He looks at me with big eyes before he takes his brothers' hands and runs away. I half turn around to see Brody look at the boys when they come back running before we have had time to go. The others do the same, but then Caleb points in my direction, realizing the danger.

"You have the whole cavalry with you today, I see," says Herman and scoffs low.

"They have nothing to do with this; this is between you and me," I answer between clenched teeth. "Leave them alone."

"Leave them alone? And what are you going to do about it?"

    I do not think but act without thinking about the consequences, and my clenched fist meets his cheekbone. He falls on the ground, and I take this opportunity to try to get out of there. I don't have that luck; Herman has time to get up and turn me towards himself before he gives me a slap that splits my lip.

    The taste of blood spreads in my mouth, and my cheekbone stings. I look at Herman's hand, and he has rings on; that's why it hurt so much. He grabs my hair and pulls my head towards his body. For a moment, I think he's going to kiss me, but his mouth moves to my ear to whisper instead.

"Don't think for a second that you can hurt me in any way. Don't forget I'm doing you and your dad a favor, not the other way around. You're a disgusting w***e, and you should be grateful that I'm kind enough to lower myself down to your level," he says, pushing me away. "I look forward to our wedding night!"

    He disappears, and I let out a breath I didn't know I was holding. I slowly turn around with tears in my face and see the brothers holding back Damien, who looks like he is ready to murder. My tears are falling, and it's not because of the pain; rather, the humiliation.

    If Herman wants to hurt me, go ahead, do it. But do not do it in front of my children and my family; he can keep it behind closed doors. I feel the shame spread within me, and I rise from the ground to brush off the dirt. Caleb runs to me, and I smile at him when he gets there.

"Mom, did he hurt you?" he asks, outraged.

"No, baby. I'm okay," I respond with a trembling voice, trying to keep it steady.

"But mom, you're bleeding!" he exclaims, and I close my eyes.

    The distance between them and me when I was hit made it not visible that I am injured, but now Caleb declared it out loud. Damien runs to me as he detaches himself from his brothers' grip, and he takes my face in his hands with panic over his beautiful facial features.

"Baby! Oh, my God! What did he do to you?" he exclaims, worried and looks at me with his big eyes.

"It's okay; I'm okay," I answer, trying to look down on the ground instead.

    Damien lifts my head again and pulls his thumb over my lip before showing it to me. It has a large drop of blood on it, which indicates that I probably bleed a lot from my lip and my cheek. He slowly shakes his head and looks me straight in the eyes.

"You're not okay," he says, leading me back to the others.

    I can hear several gasps and dare not look up; I know that either angry or compassionate glances will meet me. None of that feels appealing right now. Adrien sighs and picks up a first-aid kit out of his bag. Does he carry it everywhere now, or what?

"As I mentioned before, you are hopeless when it comes to hurting yourself," he says softly, and I grin at him when I meet his gaze.

"After all, someone must make sure that your medical education is not wasted," I answer, and he shakes his head.

"Boys, would you mind going on a roller coaster with uncle Brody instead?" Damien asks the triplets before giving me a look filled with love. "I'd like to borrow your mother for a while to ride a carousel with her, is that okay?"

    They nod and lift their eyebrows up and down to indicate filthiness. I snap my fingers in front of their faces, and they have the stomach to laugh at me. The others laugh with them, especially Damien, who seems to be proud of his sons' behavior.

"You gentlemen, don't have the age to do that yet. Especially not because you don't know what it means," I say, putting my hands on my hips.

"Of course we do!" exclaims Darby and proudly raises his head.

"Yes! Uncle Brody has taught us all about women and how we can make them like us!" Noah continues, and I turn to Brody.

"Oh, did he now?" I ask, and Brody's hard swallowing doesn't go past me unseen.

"Um, boys, come on, let's go for some rollercoasters," he says and pulls them along before I can say anything.

    I shake my head and sigh; my sons will be the "Don Juan" triplets that break every girl's heart. Damien laughs but stops immediately when I give him a stern look that means it's not funny at all. That's right, stop with the nonsense before they become perverts!

"Sorry, baby," he says, and I nod contentedly.

"Are you okay with taking care of our princess for a little while?" I ask Jaxon, and he nods.

"We're going to buy cotton candy and ride the 'Ladybug'!" he replies and lifts Fiona.

    Adrien and Jaxon walk away with Fiona between themselves, holding both of her hands. I look at Damien, and he gives his hand to me; I take it and let him lead me to wherever we're going. He takes me to the Ferris wheel, and I look at him with a raised eyebrow.

"For real?" I ask, laughing.

"Come on, I know it's cliché, but it's also a classic!" he exclaims and drags me into a cart.

    There is no line, which makes it easier for us to get on quickly. Damien stands behind me and holds his hands on my hips while we look out over the city. My hands caress his, and none of us say anything in minutes. We enjoy each other's company and closeness without complications.

    He turns me towards him and smiles down at me, given his height; I lift my hand and place it over his heart. It strikes strong blows to my palm, and he does the same to mine. Slowly he bends down and presses his soft lips against mine. It's a simple but sweet gesture.

"I love you, no matter where in the world you are, and no matter what happens. It doesn't matter if you're in heaven, and I'm in hell, you'll always be the love of my life," he says, and I press my lips against his again.

    When we stand here in a carriage in the Ferris wheel with a beautiful city at our disposal beneath us with my man's lips against mine, this is paradise for me. Nowhere else do I ever want to be, and I know he feels the same way. That is why our tears fall slowly and mix over the grief of what could have been, while our hearts are shattering in our chests.

A/N:

Hello everyone!

So this was an emotional chapter, not only with the abusing part, but the fact that Damien and Wendy got a chance to say goodbye alone.

* What did you think about Herman's caveman behavior?

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