All Chapters of I Would Kill for you, Baby: Chapter 51 - Chapter 60

StanleyHow did I get stuck making this commitment for Madison? Babysitting four toddlers...what was I thinking saying yes to that!?But then again, it was Madison who asked. My little sister. The one I practically raised when our parents were absent. How could I say no to her? She needed my help, and deep down, I knew I couldn't turn her down.But now I am nervous. What if something goes wrong? What if one of the quadruplets gets hurt? The thought of Victor's reaction sent shivers down my spine. He was fiercely protective of his children, and rightly so. If anything happened to them under my watch, he would be furious and will probably kill me.I mean, seriously, he might actually kill me!I put on a white T-shirt and paired it with a pair of ripped jeans. I didn't even bother to brush my hair. It's not like the babies would care how I present myself. They just needed someone to take care of them, keep them safe, and entertain them.I got this.I take one last look at myself, then he

StanleyI don't know what to make of this. I kissed Frida on impulse, and now I can't stop thinking about her lips. I moaned her name the other night while jacking off in the shower. I've never done anything like this over a woman I barely know. Never!Fuck...I want to see her again.Would it be too weird to call her? Wait...I don't even know if I have her number!As if on cue, my phone starts ringing, and I see Frida's name show up on the screen. "Frida?" I ask, amused."Hey, I hope it's not too weird to call you at this hour," she says."No, of course not! You can call me anytime," I quickly reply. Hopefully, I don't sound too desperate."Great, I was calling because..." she hesitates.I hold my breath, waiting for her response."I wanted to see if you wanted to go to this club tonight. It's new, and I wanted to see it."Clubs aren't really my thing, but I can't lose the chance to see Frida. "Yes, I would love to! Do you want me to come pick you up?"There's a moment of silence, and

StanleyI wake up the morning after sleeping with Frida, feeling a jumble of emotions.For years, I had convinced myself that I wasn't ready to be with another person after what happened to Molly. But now that I have taken the plunge, I feel that I have let go of my fears. Things will be different with Frida.I try to shake off the lingering feelings of dread as I look over at Frida, still soundly asleep. Her long hair is splayed across the pillow, and her soft breathing fills the room. She looks so peaceful, so beautiful.Carefully, I slide out of bed and begin to get dressed. As I pull on my shirt, I hear Frida stir behind me. "Where are you going?" she asks groggily.I turn to face her, unsure of what to say. "I... I just need some fresh air," I stammer. "I'll be back soon."Frida nods, but I can see the disappointment in her eyes. I know that I need to talk to her to explain why I am feeling so conflicted. But I can't bring myself to say the words. Not yet.I wander out to the bal

FridaThe next morning, I wake up to the sound of Stanley's gentle snoring. I smile to myself, feeling a deep sense of warmth in my chest.I remember the events of the previous night. Stanley told me what happened to Molly, but it seemed that he didn't want to tell me the entire story.I turn my head to look at him, taking in the sight of his peaceful expression as he slept. I slowly untangle myself from his embrace, careful not to wake him up. I make my way to the kitchen, start a pot of coffee and take a seat at the table, lost in thought.The thought of not knowing the whole truth makes me uneasy, but at the same time, I want to stay patient.I sit here and keep wondering about Stanley's past and the things he had hinted at. What kind of bad things had he done? And how had they led to Molly's murder?My thoughts are interrupted by the sound of footsteps."Good morning, sunshine," Stanley announces. He looks a lot more cheerful than the night before."Good morning," I reply with a s

FridaI take a deep breath before stepping out of my car and onto the pavement. A week after the conversation I had with Stanley, I decide to visit Madison and the kids again. "Frida!" Madison exclaimed, her face lighting up with joy as she opens the door for me. She stepped aside to let me in. She is carrying one of the quadruplets on her waist, but I couldn't tell which one."This one is Jonas," Madison says and laughs as she can read the confusion on my face."One day I will figure this out," I chuckle back at her.Looking around, I see three sets of eyes staring at me curiously. I smile at the other three boys, bending down to get a better look. They are all wearing matching outfits, and I can't help but chuckle at their cuteness."I had a nice, long talk with Stanley the other day," I tell her after we settle down.Madison raises an eyebrow. "Oh yeah? What about? Are you two getting married?" she asks.I laugh. "What? No! We barely started dating!""Then what did you talk about?