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Mr L. Santinello, I've Got Your Kids! At Work.
Willow's eyes narrows, spying on Danielle as she trails behind Danielle, her gaze fixed on her oblivious and unaware form as she walks through the mall. They weave through the bustling corridors of the mall, the sounds of laughter and chatter filling the air. Willow's expertly trained ears picked up every snippet of conversation, every rustle of clothing, as she keeps her distance so Danielle won't notice she's been followed.With a swift, practiced motion, Willow slipped a small listening bug into Danielle's bag in a simple walk by as she pauses to admire a storefront display. The device was tiny, almost undetectable, and would transmit every word spoken within a five mile radius directly to Willow's earpiece and other listening devicesAs Danielle continued her leisurely stroll, Willow followed, her eyes scanning the surroundings with a mix of curiosity and calculation. She noted the way Danielle's gaze lingered on the high-end boutiques, the way her fingers trailed over the design
Mr L. Santinello, I've Got Your Kids! Warnings.
That day, back in the Anderson's.Reese walks around the gateway with a man dressed corporately a black suit and tie and carrying a small leather bag. "This is what she did to my gate!" He explains, the pain in his voice. "She just drove her car right through my gate and didn't stop. This is sure isn't it?"The mysterious man turns around. "Of course. This is extreme damage to property. We can sue for a lot of things and even her to pay damages for everything. She's such an ungrateful daughter."Reese snickers. "She's much worse than that. If I should start to recount everything she has done to my wife, my daughter and I, you'll probably cry for us or even take this case for free.""Wow. She must hate you a lot.""We do as well, it's probably mutual if ours is not more than hers.""I see. Do you have any form of proof that she did this?""Aren't people more than enough?""Well, if they are regular people, they are but if they are your family, it'll be hard to prove their true testimon
Mr L. Santinello, I've Got Your Kids! Warnings (2)
About an hour earlier... A man in a dark grey hoodie makes his way into the mall, looking around suspiciously as he looks around. He attracts the look of some security men around but they only keep their eyes on him through the cameras since following him might be very obvious and in situations like that, it can harm the mall's reputation as being suspicious and giving their customers bad eyes like they are thieves. He walks through the mall, stopping occasionally to look at some things, he'd look at them for about two minutes and keep moving, obviously taking mental note of some things. He then comes to stop in front of a Swarovski jewellery shop and there's a smile on his face as he pulls open the glass doors and enter, leaving the camera feed. Immediately, the security in charge gears up and leave his base for the shop he had entered into. The security, as he steps into the shot meets him threatening the staff in there. "Give me all your money and the jewelry in here. From th
Mr L. Santinello, I've Got Your Kids! Bullshit.
Immediately, the head of security grabs him from the back, the handcuffs already in his hands. "That's what you get for messing with the wrong people."Just then, the police arrives and the security guard hands him over to them for proper investigation.Luc walks back to meet Mikayla. "I was so worried for you. Don't just go headfirst into troubles like that, okay?"She rolls her eyes. "See who's talking? You literally just strolled to him even when he was wielding a knife. Thank goodness you were able to distract him just in time. Don't do that again as well. Okay?"Luc laughs. "Truce then?""Truce. But thanks, it means a lot that you helped me.""Isn't that obvious already? That I'll come here to help?""Well, can't really say but you got here quite fast, faster than I could even imagine. You're a keeper." She runs her hand up and down on his shoulders. She looks behind his tall frame and sees a figure approaching. She taps him to turn around and he does.It's the woman from earlier
Mr L. Santinello, I've Got Your Kids! Shock! Positive and Negative.
At the dainty but cute coffee shop, Luc pulls open a chair for Mikayla and she has her seat, looking around at the cute murals on the wall.There's a jutting out wall in the middle of cafe where there are tons of writings on the wall. Cute texts, phone numbers, couple dates and declarations of love."This place is actually kind of nice. I like the ambience here." She remarks as she looks over the menu in front of her. A pretty young lady with blue tipped hair comes to take their order."What would you have?" She asks, a small note in her hand.Mika turns to Luc, who has been oddly silent since those calls he had blocked but now he's on his phone back. "I would have the creme brulee. It looks good from the small picture here.""There are sizes to it ma'am. Which would you like to have? Small, medium or large?"Luc is still not responding. "We'll take the medium and share it. I'd also like a caramel latte with extra cream." Mika nudges Luc. "What would you have?""Uhm... Black coffee.
Mr L. Santinello, I've Got Your Kids! Distraught Feelings.
As he walks into his company, all of his directors and subordinates bow down for him to pass.But his head is quite elsewhere.It's in two days before.The night at the Anderson's. Where he had almost Mikayla below him.Throughout their dating history, she was a sucker for morals. Would never have sex with him and always said they would marry anyway so why not wait...He had always tried different ways but she had always won so he never got to know what she was like. What sound she made when she moaned... What is her favorite position, what she'll sound like calling his name in the throes of pleasure and all of that.He had almost had it.It had been within reach until that bastard of a man came crashing into the place and whisked him away like he didn't weigh anything.Just thinking of it makes his blood boil.He sits down at the meeting and watches the presentation but his mind is much far away. Her smooth and long legs, calling for him to just rub his hands on them, to kiss every
Mr L. Santinello, I've Got Your Kids! The Power of the Woods.
Sitting on the chair, Price drops a glass of warm water in front of his mum that watches his every move, shock written on her every feature. "What..."Price sighs. She's been like that since the past thirty minutes that she had caught him pleasuring himself in his office.She had not been finishing her sentences. He had traumatized his own mother, successfully."I'm sorry mum. It's just..."Victoria looks over at the paused and zoomed in image on the television. "It's because of her? You were doing that to yourself while watching her like that. What does she have over you? Who is she? She looks a bit familiar but I can't say where I have seen her."Price sighs, a bit relieved that she's finally talking after almost an hour of half silence.Guess she had been processing all that had happened in the short time so why not just come clean to her? She's his mum after all."That's Mikayla, the girl I was supposed to marry five years ago."Victoria thinks for a bit and then anger becomes the
Mr L. Santinello, I've Got Your Kids! I'm going to Divorce You!
Price parks his car outside the house much later that night and he kills his engine, sighing very heavily. He lays his head gently on his wheel and just closes his eyes for the first five minutes.The next five, he uses it to stare at the light in the living room, hoping that it goes off, and when that goes off, it signifies the going to bed of Lily but it seems like she isn't going to bed yet.He's very aware of his parent's decision and he knows what awaits him inside the house. He finally, very hesitantly, makes his way to the front door of his house. He sighs again, takes a deep breath and opens the door.Lily is totally poised for a fight as soon as Price steps through the threshold and enters into the house he had built brick by brick with his own money, her contributing nothing.Still seated on the same chair she had been in when she had received the call,n she finally stands up and literally stands in front of him. "What's your parents playing at?"Now that she's up in his fac
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