The cool air of a summer evening hit my bare face as the wind blew my dark locks to my back and my long white dress danced in sync with the wind. With a grin on my face I walked into our little farm carrying my little baby on my waist.

Madeline Rose Salvatore was the best thing that could ever happened to me.

My little girl was my biggest secret for the last four years. My life changed drastically after her. She made me have a second thought before doing everything in general. She was my greatest weakness, my pride and joy. I died when I left her father leaving a piece of myself with him and she made me felt alive again.

She was the only thing that kept me going because I knew since the moment I found out about my pregnancy that I would literally do anything for her even leaving behind the love of my life or giving up the throne that was supposed to be mine.

Doubts were constantly on my mind during my pregnancy. I worried about not being able to love my own daughter fearing that I would turn out to be just like the man who raised me.

But, I was wrong. I was glad that I was wrong.

Because love filled every atoms of my entire body when the doctor handed me my daughter. I remembered so vividly when the blonde headed baby girl was in arms for the first time ever, how my chest warmth instantly how my stomach turned in happiness and how I happily cried for her safe arrival.

She was so little so precious that I could never not love her. Madeline inherited my mother's dirty blonde hair or maybe it was her other grandmother, Alana, I wasn't sure but it was turning darker and darker every passing days.

My little girl had her father's eyes. The same stormy grey eyes that still haunted me to these days. Every inches of her face identified her father's from her nose to her mouth, and it was safe to say that she was a girl version of Nicholas.

I knew the facts because every time I looked at her, I saw no one but her father.

" Are we going to pick lemons again, mama? " my little girl asked giggling in my arm.

" Yes, baby. You said you wanted lemon cake last night, remember? " I chuckled at my three years old.

" Am I heavy now, mama? Can I walk pwease? " she smiled and my heart melt.

" No. You're still my little baby. " I cooed kissing her chubby cheeks.

" Maddie is a big girl now. I can walk by myself. " she huffed forming a cute pout on her lips. I chuckled at her cuteness and put her down on her feet.

How would I ever say no to this adorable girl? I would give her all the things she ever wanted in a heartbeat, no matters what it cost and most definitely would turned her into a spoiled brat.

And, that was why I bought the house across the street from mine and moved my grandmother from the state. Rudy and husband couldn't help but followed to the small village here in England with us, where my father couldn't bother nor find us, the same place that created a small connection between my little girl and her father.

" Help mama hold the basket, will you? " I asked handing her the little basket after I put her to the ground.

Moving into this farm house was the best decision I had ever made. My little Madeline absolutely loved it here especially the part where she could rode her horse around the village and I definitely loved that it was quiet and peaceful here, the best place she could grew up in.

She was able to live her perfect life here without a care in the mafia world and without the heavy weight of being her father's heiress and mine. I made sure no on beside her father would find us here.

I made sure she lived like a princess she was, in her perfect little world I tried building for her, a cozy house with a giant backyard she could call home, a beautiful home surrounded by all kind of colorful flowers, a farm of her own and a ranch full of animals she held dearly.

I gave her everything to make her happy to make sure she would live with loves around her and never live the same life as mine.

" You said lemon cake is daddy's favorite. That's why Maddie wants to make it so daddy will come back once he smell it from our kitchen. " she said stopping me mid action.

My palm frozen around the bright yellow lemon we grew years ago, my face fell almost immediately as I took in her words. Those words cut deeper than a knife. I felt like I was stabbed by a very sharp dagger and my heart hurt for my little daughter.

I was able to give her everything but a father.

Taking in a sharp breath I finally picked the lemon from its tree before turning back to my now sitting daughter with a smile on my face. I put the lemon into the basket she held and then taking a seat on the green grass next to her.

" Daddy loves you so much, baby. He will be so happy if he knows his little girl loves him so much. " I said caressing her cheeks.

" Then why won't he come back to us, mama? " she said making my heartbeat paced up.

I always hated the dreadful conversation about her father but only the part where she asked why he wasn't here with us. I loved telling her about how her father was a cheeky, strong, handsome and a successful man. I would tell her he was so busy with his work that he would come to meet her when he finished saving the world.

Ironic how I told her he was a hero to the world defending the innocents because he was a respected lawyer when he was out there slaughtering.

But, how could I tell her the truth and broke her little heart along with the image of her father being a hero. I was saving that certain conversation for him when they finally meet.

" He will when he finish with his work. Your father is a very busy man, Mads. " I smiled sadly at her. I always hated when I had to lied to her but I would choose lying over breaking her heart any day.

I knew for the fact that he didn't care about us. He hated me because I practically betrayed his family, I was an enemy who lied about who I was and the hatred passed on to my child even if she was his.

I carried the guilts around with me every single day. There wasn't a day where I forgot about the pain I had caused him but our little girl didn't deserve this.

Who would have thought that the same Nick I knew would be so heartless to his own flesh and blood. He just didn't care and wanted nothing to do with us.

I still wore his necklace everyday, in fact I never even taken it off at all with a hope that one day he would changed his mind and came find us. But, he never did.

I wrote to him updating on our child through out my entire pregnancy and the first year of her life almost everyday but never got a response. And so I stopped sending those long emails, daily text messages, pictures and even letters because I came to a conclusion that I shouldn't waste my time and efforts for those who didn't give a flying fuck about us.

" I can't wait for Christmas, mama. " she suddenly grinned making me raised an eyebrow at this silly girl in amusement.

" That's so random, mads. Christmas is months away sweetheart. It's only summer. " I chuckled pulling her cheeks.

" Because dad always send gifts on Christmas. I'm going to send it all back this year. " she giggled evilly before jumping into my laps.

My heart broke for this precious child every time she mentioned her father. Oh how could I ever tell her that I was the one who sent her those under her father's name.

" It's getting dark outside. Let's go bake this cake so you can have it for dessert after dinner. " I said picking her up.

We spent the next few minutes picking more lemons with her in my arms before heading back into our house and started the cake.

Cooking and baking never were my things back then, I was more of a killing kinda girl but that changed when an assassin had a child. Maddie changed me for the better and I was grateful for her.

" Daddy is an ass anyways. I won't save any cake for him. " my daughter said silently as we both sat at our dinning table.

" Who taught you that, mads? " I choked on my water.

Did I mention I stopped having alcohol too? Because only none alcoholic drinks were allowed in this household all thanks to my one and only daughter.

That girl would literally want anything she couldn't have. Like the bottle of bourbon I bought from the store two years ago. This daughter of mine throw her whole princess tantrum when I said she couldn't have any of those.

It was a proud moment for me seeing so much of her father in her but at the same time it broke my heart. Like an old saying, like father like daughter both loved wanting thing they couldn't really have.

" Aunty Rudy said daddy is an ass and I agreed because he left us, mommy. " she shrugged her little shoulders.

" What did I tell you about never repeating whatever your aunt say? I told you she's coo coo remember? " I narrowed my eyes at her sternly.

" I'm sorry, mama. I will never do that again. Pwease don't be mad at me. " she pouted and I nodded my head.

" How can I ever be mad at you? Look at this cute little face. Oh my good ness. " I cooed squeezing her cheeks earning a small giggle from her.

After dinner I bathed her as always before tucking her into bed. I picked out another fairytale books for her and started reading the story. She laid her head on my chest, her little arm wrapped around my body holding me in place liked her father used to do.

It was scary how similar they were sometimes especially the little habits they shared. Or maybe I was just crazy in love with him that everything our daughter did remind me of him.

" Mommy? " she asked looking up at me with her big grey eyes.

" Yes, baby? "

" I think it's finally time to tell you the truth. I hate all these stupid princesses. " she confessed and I swore my eyes almost fell out of their sockets.

" Maddie is tired with all their shits. Oopsie sorry again, mama. "

I really needed to stop letting Rudrika babysit my daughter. All these swear words were getting out of hands and she was only fucking three.

" We will go to the bookstore for new books in the morning. What do you think, little one? " I smiled kissing her cheek.

" Yes, please. Let's invite Daddy too. " she squealed excitedly before closing her eyes.

I gave her a kiss on her forehead and turned the light off. I gave her one last look then finally left the room shutting the door behind me quietly.

" Madeline Rose, since when did you have a love hate relationship with your father? " I muttered silently under my breath.

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