“Happy birthday baby, daddy got a special gift for you.”
“What is it, what is it, daddy.” The little girl, squeals, jumping up down, in front of him.
“A special gift.”
“Won’t you give it to me already.”
He chuckled, taking her into his arms, she was still on her small pinky pajamas.
“No yet baby, momma got to give her first.”
“Really, but I want to see yours first.” She pouted. He drew her cheeks lightly. The smart daughter of his, he was always ready to do anything for her, she was the heiress of everything he had. His future.
Maeve Cartel.
“Close your eyes.”
“Do I have to do that.”
“It’s a surprise, if you don’t do it, you’ll ruined it.”
“Alright fine.” She roll her eyes.
“Stop acting all grown up, you just clocked four today.”
“At least I ain’t three anymore.”
