Let Me Be His Father

Near Eifel.

After getting into the car Kevin moved in the steering wheel. He then took out an envelope containing a number of pounds and gave it to his two men.

"For both of you. You two can go now. I'll call you later if I need help." Kevin said.

Kevin did not tell if he had come to Paris to watch the woman in the taxi. He did not want these two men to spread gossip at the headquarters.

"good. Signore. Thank you." Thank you." His men raised the envelope as a gesture they were grateful for the payment.

"Hmmm....I will share-lock later if I get lodging." continued Kevin.

"Good, Sir."

Both of his men left Kevin in the car. The mobster kept a close eye on the taxi in front of his car.

"Not yet to go." muttered Kevin. His fingers tapped on the car's steering wheel. He can't wait to know Nabila's new residence or inn? Kevin also wants to know if Reno is also in Paris or not?

Argh...

The magnitude of Kevin's love for Nabila.

*****

Taxi driver closes the trunk of the car. He opened the door and got into the car and did not forget to put on his seat belt.

"The destination is on the map, miss." asked the taxi driver before he stepped on the gas pedal of the car.

''Betul sir. Right next to the Eifel tower.'' said Nabila.

''Good.''

The taxi driver began to step on the gas pedal. The taxi wheel began to move Nabila to his destination.

In the car Nabila contact a man through chat. He deliberately did not contact through a call because Nabila did not want to chat he heard the taxi driver.

''Sir, I've been sliding towards the apartment.''

[Good, Miss. I was waiting at the apartment.'']

''Okey. It's top-secret. I don't want a single person to be able to trace my whereabouts in Paris.

[Breaks, Non. I have all dealt with.]

"good. Thank you." Thank you." After contacting the person who rented the apartment. Nabila returned his phone to his bag not forgetting he turned off the phone because he did not want one of his best friends or Kevin to contact him.

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After Reno came to commit physical violence in her apartment. Nabila finally gave up he decided to leave Spain for the safety of himself and the prospective child.

Therefore, Nabila went to the hospital to make sure the condition of his fetus is fine while asking if he can make a long flight?

''Mother's fetus is fine.'' replied the doctor at that time.

"alright. If I don't get married there at least my son was born in Paris." When she smiled, she picked up her phone and started looking for cheap apartments around Eifel.

Fate also supports Nabila's plan. Just now Nabila scrolling his mobile screen on the internet search page that appears first is a cheap apartment rental in Eifel. No need to wait long Nabila directly contact the number listed under the ad.

"Is the owner of this apartment?" Nabila sent the picture and location of the apartment listed in the ad.

[Really. I own the apartment.]

"I also happened to be looking for a nearby apartment in the Eiffel Tower. But sir, I rent an apartment for a long time, not one or two years if I need to find an apartment that is sold because I will live in Paris for good." because Nabila knows apartment rent is usually npake time limit. Nabila is afraid that if it is time to move he has not rented an apartment anymore or if he is born he will definitely be busy with his son. Therefore, Nabila thinks if there is a sale it is better to buy only than rent.

"alright. If, Miss wants to buy my apartment by chance I plan to sell this apartment. No matter what is paid in installments I understand the origin is not blurred. Hehehe," said the apartment owner, chuckling.

Good news, Nabila immediately agreed he was sure he could definitely pay the apartment installments, especially the price offered was still within reach not too expensive.

After agreeing the purchase price of an apartment that fits the contents of Nabila savings. Nabila finally decided to prepare clothes in two suitcases. Nabila took the opportunity when the waiter complained that his head was sick and sleepy.

Actually, Nabila did not have to walk without saying goodbye but he really had no choice anymore. Finally, before he left, Nabila wrote a message to the servant to stay in his apartment. Nabila also promised he would continue to send monthly money to the waiter.

Finished writing the letter Nabila folded it neatly. He put the letter on the sofa table and then he left the apartment by taxi at seven o'clock in the evening.

*****

Kevin keeps following the taxi. Of course, he always kept his distance so that the taxi driver did not suspect he was following them. An hour into the journey, the taxi stopped in the lobby of one of the apartments right next to Eifel. Kevin stopped the car in front of the apartment lobby. He looked at the tall building away from the impression of luxury, Standard.

"Eiffel? Nabila, calmly promised to realize your dream we will get married in Eifel." Kevin's Promise. He seemed to lose his mind to forget love and he was always rejected by Nabila on the grounds of Kevin's scary work. Kevin is also a Casanova where women used to be for Kevin only as pemu**as has*ratnya. But, Kevin's mischief he knows who should memu. Woman night.

" So Nabila will stay here? Or just a temporary stay? Argh... Don't you think that jerk is here already?" Kevin closed his eyes hoping it was just his stupid thoughts. He then opened his eyes again watching the woman who had not yet left the taxi.

"Why are you so long..." Not yet finished talking young pregnant woman came out of the taxi with a bag on her left shoulder

"Argh.he's so beautiful." Kevin's biting his lower lip.

The woman walked towards a man sitting on a chair while enjoying a warm cup of coffee. It's one night now in Paris. While the taxi driver put two suitcases next to the seat Nabila sitting.

"What the fuck? Why did he meet another man? Lest his sane brain begin to disappear I'll break the man's neck." Kevin squeezed the car's driver. He gritted his teeth holding back the anger that could at any moment explode.

Kevin thought Nabila would be a comfort woman because of despair or maybe it was Daddy Nabila's sugar? But, when did Nabila have a Daddy sugar? considering Nabila is always under Kevin's supervision.

"Argh...Have you forgotten I always accepted you for who you are." He hit his head on the car.

Be honest if you are not undercover. Kevin must have killed that guy. His breathing went up and down, he wanted to open the car door but undo his intentions again.

"Okey, I'll keep an eye on you from here." He spoke to himself as his eyes watched Nabila and the man from the car.

His eyes heat up his heart aches like it's on a needle stick. When he saw Nabila shaking hands with the man moreover they spoke so familiarly. Like people who have known each other for a long time? Is it true or just Kevin's feelings?

"Fix.it's Daddy Nabila's sugar. He likes om-om." Kevin laughed at his stupidity. He rubbed his face rough, his eyes looked at Nabila without him noticing her pip was wet.

"Kevin.You're crying again?" He smiled stupidly.