"Beg me not to take you in front of all these fucking people," he whispered, tightening his grip around her neck.
Her breath hitched, unable to say anything to him. She felt his fingers dance their way up to her thigh before trickling towards the yo...
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Evangeline traced her fingers across his sharp jaw, waiting for him to continue speaking. He pondered in thought and began stroking her hair, lost in words when he finally sighed.
"I should've kept you in school," he frowned, "And don't worry, baby - You won't be a maid."
She smiled in relief, and dipped her head into his neck, "Then why did you say that, daddy?" she asked, causing Leonardo's face to drop.
"I had to come up with something on the spot, I'm sorry, love. What would you want me to have said?" he raised an eyebrow.
Evangeline shrugged and looked at him, "Hm, maybe um, your um b-babygirl! Because I am your babygirl!" she giggled. Leonardo smiled at her sadly, and pulled her closer to him. Shaking his head, he pursed his lips then trailed wet kisses down her neck. A tinted red color sparkled on Evangeline's cheeks and she gently began playing with his hair, ruining its sleek and swept design.
Leonardo walked Evangeline out of the room and rolled his eyes when Evangeline laughed as he tightened the apron around his waist. "D-daddy, you look s-silly!" she giggled, the bright cartoon animals design contrasting terribly with his personality. After turning on the stove to cook the minced beef, he sprinked several herbs and spices into the pot while retelling stupid stories from his childhood.
Their combined laughter echoed through the tall walls as Leonardo continued making the lasagne. The sound of heels clacking against the hard floor killed all other sounds. Annalise sauntered into the kitchen, taking in a dramatic whiff and she smiled, "What's the maid cooking?" she asked. Her eyebrows furrowed once she realized Leonardo was the one cooking and the so-called maid was sitting casually on the stool.
Evangeline looked at him worriedly. Annalise walked closer, tapping her long nails against the counters annoyingly. "I'll be cooking for the rest of the week," he chimed, grating the cheese. Annalise flashed a fake smile and reached out her arm to touch Evangeline's shoulder. She flinched and backed away, causing Leonardo do stop what he was doing and narrow his eyes at Annalise.
She removed her hand, and batted her eyelashes at him. "Then she's useless here! Come on, girl, you can clean my room," Annalise screeched, looking the frightened teenager up and down. She was about to speak back when Leonardo got in between them, "Actually, she'll be cleaning my room and also," he whispered into Annalise's ear, "Don't call her useless."
She watched as he dragged Eva away, leaving the atmosphere tense and awkward. When it was only her in the room, she clenched her fists beside her while muttering curses at Evangeline.
'You pathetic fucking whore, I'll get rid of you sooner or later.'
A few minutes later, Leonardo and Eva were outside, the luxury cars lined up perfectly in a row. Amazed and awestruck, Evangeline hurried over to the black chevrolet corvette, gliding her fingers on the smooth, clean hood. She looked all over it, admiring the dark grey interior and even the custom steering wheel. Leonardo chuckled behind her, and said, "The corvette's for racing, babygirl. It's too fast to be on the roads," he laughed, guiding her to a red vintage-looking car.
He buckled her in and Evangeline huffed in annoyance, "I know how to put on my seatbelt, I'm not d-dumb!" she exclaimed, crossing her arms over her chest. Leonardo started up the car, humming a quiet tune before responding, "I'm not quite sure about that," and Evangeline gasped and hit his arm.
They drove out of the high-class residential area as Evangeline observed her surroundings. The highrise buildings were slowly replaced by one-to-two story buildings, something she was more accompanied to. She shuddered in her seats when she noticed how many people were looking at them, and made a mental note to never get in a bright sportscar with him ever again.
Her thoughts drifted off when suddenly she felt the car sway, then drift to the side a bit. Leonardo beeped at the driver, threatening to drive-by kill him. Evangeline asked, "W-where are we going, daddy? And um, what's a drive-by?" Leonardo chose to ignore the second question, but he smirked at the first. "I don't wanna ruin the surprise, you'll love it, sweetheart." She looked at him, skeptical but decided to not bug him about it.
Her jaws dropped when Leonardo stopped the car in front of a cat shelter. Leonardo nearly had to catch her when she basically leaped out of the car like a hyper frog.
"Jesus Christ.." he murmured to himself in disbelief, watching as she ran into the small building, probably scaring the old couple working there. He followed her in calmly, flashing a soft smile to the elderly woman and searched for where his baby went.
Soon enough, he found her at the farback of the shelter, petting every single kitten she could get her eyes on. She squeeled and meowed at them too, which warmed his heart yet scared a young boy beside her. When the child decided to move away, she turned to him and grabbed his arm, her turn to drag him somewhere.
He was taken to the front of several little kittens, each different and adorable in their own way. The one at the top left was a black kitten, its eyes were a gorgeous green and it was busy rubbing its own stomach. The kitten beside it was the fluffiest one there, it had white fur and ferociously attacking the plastic wall beside it. The ones underneath them were sleeping, one on its back and the other sleeping peacefully curled up in a ball.
He was snapped out of his kitty trance when Evangeline poked his stomach. "I want them all!" she beamed, twirling with her arms extended as if she meant the whole shelter. Leonardo shook his head no, pointing out how some of the animals had a 'RESERVED' sticker on their cage.
"Hmph, f-fine," she muttered, grabbing the handles of the top two kittens and walking towards the counter. He watched her, amused, and rubbed his chin, "Uh, that's not how it works," he chuckled, catching up to her and talking to the elderly woman.
After signing the couple papers and paying a tiny fee, they walked out of the shelter and Evangeline questioned why he apologised to the owners about her strange behaviour.
They arrived home 2 hours later, and it was slowly turning 5pm. Annalise was luckily in her room when they arrived and the two took the kittens upstairs with their new toys, food, and poopy-doopies as Evangeline called them. The kittens ran and jumped all over the bedroom much to Leonardo's dismay but Evangeline watched the two kitties adoringly, almost proud of them.
'This is going to be a long fucking week,' he whispered to himself, feeling the dying urge to pee. Once he entered the bathroom, Evangeline got up and carried the kittens to the bed, placing them gently on the soft pillows and she knelt down beside the bed. Her eyes travelled to the black kitten, it's emerald eyes looking curiously back at her, attempting to swipe its paws on her nose. She giggled and moved back, booping its little nose instead, "I'm gonna call you, Luna!" she squealed, then turned to the fluffy one.
The white kitten followed Luna's cute tail, trying to catch it between it's pink paws. "And you are, um, Emily!"
"Who's Emily?" Leonardo asked, messing with his hair as he walked out of the bathroom. A genuine smile appeared on her face and she stood up, carefully grabbing Emily and presenting her to him. He raised an eyebrow, then suddenly loud laughter boomed through the room, scaring the two kittens.
She sent him a disapproving look while the kittens scrambled to hide under the bed, away from the huge, beasty monster.
His laughter continued and he sat down on the bed, the two kittens running out and scratching against his bare feet. "Baby, you're not seriously gonna name-" he groaned in pain when he felt a sudden pain on his small toe, "Ow- What the fuck!" he yelled, plopping on the bed on his side, his foot protected by his large hands.
Evangeline looked at the kittens and felt a smile form when she realised Emily had bitten his toe off, well not off, but something like that.
She picked up the two cats and yelped when they instantly pounced directly onto Leo, hissing and scratching on his hair and shirt. He cursed as he tried to fight off the cats, causing their point of attack to change to his exposed, veiny arm.
Evangeline watched the sight in horror and amusement. She contemplated helping the man, but decided not to since he made fun of her baby, Emily. It was hysterical, a 6'4, 200lbs bulky man having a catfight with two absolute tiny kittens, and it appeared he was losing.
A noise outside of the room disturbed the little fight and kittens jumped off the bed to scratch at the door. Leonardo dropped to the floor, his hair going 58 directions and his shirt torn and full of holes. "Why didn't you help me?" he asked Evangeline, which in result led her to laugh at him as she recalled what just happened.
He fell silent as she began cracking jokes about him being a scaredy-cat, then, out of the blue, he shot up with his eyes wide.
"Fuck, the lasagne."
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hi sorry I've been caught with school but its ended!!!!
