True Love
(Book 4) – Chapter 151

One year later…

A clump of jet black curly hair was trying to take her first steps in her grandparents’ beautiful garden, the grass was absolutely bright green and freshly mowed. The little creature with green eyes and long eyelashes was in a difficult trial and error task. Trying to take the first steps was far from easy, but not impossible either. And because little Valery was as stubborn as her daddy, she learned very quickly.

Her father looked on proudly, his little girl was already taking her first steps. The sun gave that wonderful touch to her silky hair, it had an incredible shine. And her beauty was incomparable, she was a Greek Goddess. He knew he was lost when his daughter looked at him with love. She would have him on his knees forever.

-Valery, come to daddy.

The little girl looked at him, and then looked at the whole arsenal of toys at his disposal. Of course she preferred the toys to her father. He felt desolate, replaced by toys. He sighed.

-If you need female companionship, that’s what I’m here for.

And there she was, his sweet, loving wife. Now he could call her his wife. It had been nine months since they had finally married after so much trouble. The wedding ended up being simple and traditional, nothing fancy like his mother had wanted. And it was perfect.

-Well, your company fills me up, my dear. I was already lonely.

-It only took me fifteen minutes on the phone. My parents and Peter will be here in two days.

-Peter, hey!

-Cjealousy?

-From that guy, always.

-His love for me is different and you know it. -His love for me is different and you know it.

-I don’t trust him.

She sat on his lap, both of them lying on the grass while her daughter played with all her dolls.

-He’s not a threat. She said softly in his ear.

-Well, I’ll keep one eye open.

She laughed. After she was rescued a year ago. She had to give birth at Peter’s parents’ house, the closest one they had. A woman who delivered babies naturally delivered her, she still remembered the terrible pain she went through. But in the end everything was wonderful, they had their little girl in their arms, and to their surprise the doctor had told them it was a boy. But in the end it was a beautiful baby girl.

She was in intensive care for a few days until she was discharged. Peter stayed by her side all the time despite Antoni’s complaints and jealousy. Even more so when he was carrying little Valery. He was very overprotective of the child. Now that her parents were coming they would spend three months with them. He could already imagine those two fighting over the black hair.

Quite a spectacle… Since the grandparents were no slouches, the men used to be very jealous of the girls. He was already noticing that. She laughed at the thought of everyone’s scenes.

After facing an ordeal, she and Antoni had finally been united in marriage. A few months after Valery was born. Now they were living quietly in her in-laws’ villa. Antoni had offered to buy her a house in Santorini but she had refused, claiming that the temple where they lived was wonderful.

And so it was, unfortunately they could not have a honeymoon as she was still breastfeeding, but her new husband promised her a well-deserved holiday.

A week later…

-Why are you always carrying my daughter? asked a jealous father.

-She’s my daughter too, remember? For five months.

-I made her!

-And the first few months of her life I kept her.

-Put her down now.

Her father tried to snatch her from her hands but the black-haired girl refused. She latched herself tighter around Peter’s neck, who was glad to have a little piece of Andromeda in his arms. Every time the girl saw him, she went mad to be in his arms.

-I remind you that she’s my daughter.

-Yes, yes… Put her out of her misery. This young girl and I are going for a walk.

-Ah no, that’s not it.

-Her mother gave me permission.

-What?! -What?!

-Enough you two… -Andromeda’s father entered the scene.

He took the baby in his arms and she protested because she wanted Peter’s arms, but what the hell was wrong with my daughter? Antoni thought. She went crazy when she listened or looked at him.

-That girl loves me.

-Not even in her dreams.

-Why not?

-You’re 21 and she’s only 1 year old. -Not even in your best dreams. Not even in your best dreams, got it?

-Oh come on! When she’ll be 18 I’ll be 39. -And at that age I won’t consider myself an old man.

-You’re a f*****g pervert! -You’re a f*****g pervert! Stay away from my baby.

-Well, well… -I won’t let my granddaughter do anything crazy. I’m taking her out of here. You two are like the plague.

The old man took away the little infant who was protesting and crying her eyes out, Peter looked at her and felt happiness. That little bit of people adored him and there was nothing anyone could do about it. Of course, it wasn’t for that reason that he would mess with the girl when she came of age, he wasn’t that sick. He loved the mother, but it was a good and healthy love. It would be the same with the daughter.

-I swear, if she falls in love with you, I’ll kill you.

-Yeah, whatever you say. Peter turned around and bumped into the woman of his dreams, or rather his best friend.

-What’s going on? I heard the girl cry.

-She was doing it for me.

-Peter! What the hell did you do to her? The woman scolded him.

-Nothing. Only that she’s in love with me, and her father took her away from me.

-What? she asked with wide eyes.

Peter gave her a loving k**s on the cheek and walked away in the direction of the cries of a little black-haired girl who cheered his presence. You have to give the girls what they want, he thought.

-What the hell does that all mean?

-I’d better tell him why he’s always kissing you. That two-legged cretin. grumbled the jealous Greek.

-Oh come on! -Stop the trot.

-The girl won’t stop crying if he’s not around, and she wants to k**s you too. He wants to take everything that’s mine. I narrow my eyes in frustration.

-You know you’re exaggerating, love. The young girl laughed. -He’s just a baby, he feels attachment to him, like he feels for you or for me.

-I’ll kill him! I swear. Sentenced the Greek.

Andromeda approached him, and placed her hands on his chest, standing on tiptoe, she gave him a tender k**s on the lips. Which then became urgent and desperate. It had been a month since she had let her husband touch her and she wasn’t feeling very well. And it was all because the girl had one more surprise to give her dashing Greek husband.

The family was growing, and she was counting on it not being a girl this time. She sighed with excitement. She was absolutely in love with the Greek.