《Raising Rio》3| disturbing call
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Franco had kept to his promise.
He couldn't risk breaking it, his heart wouldn't be able to take his Rio being mad at him. Rio was his whole world, if something happened to his princess-he wouldn't be able to live with himself.
"Daddy, that ice cream is ditkusting!" His baby girl scrunched her nose up in disgust at his choice of ice cream.
Pistachio.
Rio couldn't think of anything worse, having her mother's sweet tooth meant that anything remotely sugary, she would have it and anything remotely different...she would throw it in the complete opposite direction.
The little girl wasn't by any means spoilt, the only time she received gifts was when it was special occasions. But, it was a total different story when it came to her love for food.
Another trait of Charlotte's she had inherited.
"Bambina, it's disgusting (baby)." Her daddy corrected her. "Plus that wasn't very nice now, was it?." His princess hadn't meant to hurt his feelings, she instantly felt like a naughty girl.
Franco wasn't prepared for her water works. Franco realised that his daughter was ashamed of herself when he saw her bottom lip trembling.
He couldn't help but coo at her sweet heart. Riri wasn't a child to misbehave or upset people, it was against her nature.
It just meant that if she did hurt anyone, she would feel very ashamed of herself. "I'm sorry, daddy." She trembled, she had tried to control her water works but, it seemed as though Mother Nature was going against Rio today.
"It's alright my princess, I was only joking." Her daddy patted her blonde curls gently and kissed her cheeks. He couldn't get enough of his scrumptious girl.
Rio giggled at the sensation of her daddy's stubble against her cheeks, she was a very ticklish girl. However, their happy moment at the ice cream parlour came to and end when Franco received a very disturbing call.
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Very.
His mobile phone chimed throughout the parlour, Rio jumped at the sudden noise to which Franco's eyes softened. "I will be one minute baby girl, you finish your ice cream."
Rio hadn't a care in the world, she didn't understand what was happening. She was only two but, all she knew was her daddy was longer than a minute.
One minute became two, two minutes became five. She had already finished her ice cream so, she sat and patiently waited with her plush penguin teddy, he was called Monty and to Rio he was the king of all penguins.
"Hello little girl." An unfamiliar voice caught Riri's attention-she shifted in her high chair to be met with a creepy, old man. To Rio, he reminded her of the old man out of a Grizzly Tale For Gruesome Kids.
After that show she refused to watch anything remotely scary. It left her running to her mummy and daddy's bed at night, for many weeks.
"Um hello." Rio did a small wave, her mother had always told her to be polite to people if they greeted her. But, what Charlotte meant was if she was under supervision of an adult.
Again, her little girl couldn't understand very big words just yet.
"What are you doing sat here all by yourself little one?" The elderly man evilly grinned. The man wore a pristine a business suit that screamed wealth and power, little Rio was too young to understand such things.
"I'm with my daddy." She mumbled nervously, her eyes were looking everywhere but at him. The little girl just wanted her daddy and to go home at this point.
"Where's your daddy now?" He moved closer to the little girl, her beauty intrigued him. 'She would be good for business when she grows older' the disturbing man thought to himself.
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"My daddy said to not speak to strangers so you should leave." The little girl was now hugging Monty incredibly close, she was on the verge of tears.
Before the man could reply, Franco came storming through the ice cream parlour. He had ended his call and then had saw what was going on through the window to the shop.
"Who the fuck does he think he is scaring my princess like that?" Riri's dad said to himself.
"Excuse me, what do you think your doing with my daughter?" Franco's towering frame leered over the old man. The perverts eyes visibly widened.
"Ah so your the young one's daddy?" The old man went to pat the girl's curls but, Franco caught his arm swiftly and held it in a painful grip.
"I suggest you keep your grimy hands off my daughter before, I do something I definitely will not regret." The little girl's daddy spoke deathly calm however, there was an evil glint in his eyes that didn't go unnoticed by the elderly man.
"I hope to see you again Rio." The elderly man winked at the trembling girl. Franco released his grip and eyed the man as he left the ice cream parlour.
Rio didn't think nothing of the conversation with the old man apart, from that she was utterly terrified by him. It wasn't until a couple of moments after she calmed down by the reassurance and cuddles she received from her daddy that she realised- she never told him her name.
Franco on the other hand was seething, scrap that he was furious. Never in his life has he been so furious until that very moment.
Frankly, he wasn't furious about the situation with the pervy old man but, it was more about the fact of the call he received a couple of minutes earlier.
Rio had been put on a worldwide black list, with one billion dollars to her name.
A/N:
Oo the drama is beginning to unfold!
Who was that old man? Who put Rio on the black list?
✨DrAmA✨
Lots of love,
Mia.
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