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      Anna was clearing up the dinning table of her home when Isla walked into the dinning room. Isla was already dressed in her Barbie pajamas, clutching to her giant white Teddy bear.

     "Oh hey sweetie, I thought Dee put you to sleep." Anna said while walking out of the dinning room.

    Isla followed behind her. "I pretended to be asleep. You know Dee tells the worst stories."

     Anna chuckled... "Okay, you want me to tell you another story?" She asked, walking into the kitchen.

     "Cinderella!" Isla said happily.

  "Cinderella?" Anna turned to her daughter. "You've heard that story a million times."

     "We'll just skip to the part where the prince saw Cinderella at the ball, and then, he fell in love with her." Isla twirled around, looking at her mother with dreamy eyes.

    Anna laughed... "You really love Cinder don't you." Anna turned to the sink, she bent over to place the dirty dishes into the dishwasher.

     "Uh-huh! And... And... I know the theme I want for my birthday this year." Isla looked so happy to tell Anna the news.

    "Let me guess..." Anna stood up, facing Isla. "Royalty theme?"

     "Uh-huh!!" She nodded. She was excited.

    "Baby girl we always have Royalty theme every year for your birthday. Don't you want something different this year, I mean, you're turning seven right?" She asked Isla. Wow, her baby girl was growing so fast.

    "I just love princesses, I wish I was a real princess mommy." Isla smiled at Anna. "I'll meet prince Char—"

    "Okay, okay. Enough talks about princessly things. Isla you're mommy's real princess. Since your birthday isn't close yet, you could think of another theme before then." Anna suggested.

   "Ooh, ooh, ooh, I know! Dinosaurs!! Rrrragh!! Rrragghhhh!" Isla growled loudly.

      "Whoa!!" Anna laughed. "Maybe something a little less freaky and scary....?" Anna told her.

    Isla giggled... "You're right." She giggled again and then yawned.

     "I see, little peaches is getting tired already." Anna chuckled.

    "Mommy I'm sleepy." Isla rubbed her eyes with her small hands.

    "Okay, let mommy take you to bed." Anna walked up to her.

     "It's fine, I can walk myself to bed." Isla smiled at her mom. "Goodnight."

   Anna knew Isla was independent as young as she was. Scooping Isla in her arms, Anna blew raspberries on Isla's cheeks. "Goodnight baby."

     Isla laughed to heart content before Anna settled her down. "Careful on the stairs." Anna told her as she watched Isla walk away.

    "Yes mommy." Isla walked up the stairs, holding the hand railings. She suddenly stopped to look at Anna.

    "What is it?" Anna asked Isla when she noticed that her daughter stopped.

    "How soon are you going to start dating Dee?" Isla asked innocently.

    Anna's mouth flew open, she was surprised. "I-Isla?" Anna batted her lashes at her daughter.

   Isla giggled, loving the priceless look on her mom's face. "I think Dee likes you." She grinned from ears to ears.

   "Isla-Isabelle Estephania Corazon Maria-Angelus Windsor?! You..." Anna gasped, going after her daughter. 

   Isla laughed, running up the stairs. As soon as she got to the door she slammed it shut, locking it immediately.

    "Isla! Isla open the door." Anna called out to her daughter.

    "Mommy your expression was so funny, I wish I got it on camera." Isla laughed.

    Anna sighed, chuckling. "Baby open the door, I promise I won't come in."

    "You promise? Pinky promise?" Isla placed her hand over her mouth to surpress her laugh.

    "I do, pinky promise." Anna nodded. Soon she heard the lock click but she didn't bother to open the door. "Alright then, bye baby."

      She wanted Isla's door opened always.

    "Bye." Isla climbed her bed, still smiling.

  Anna chuckled, shaking her head as she walked away. She was sure Naraya had said something to Isla!
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     Some hours later, Anna opened her entrance door. It was Naraya.

     "Sup girly!" Naraya greeted as she entered.

     "It's past 11pm, I thought you wouldn't show up." Anna told her.

     "Is Syla here?" Naraya asked her.

    "No." Anna closed the door, locking it immediately. She noticed that Naraya had some bags with her. "What are those?"

    Naraya lifted the bags. "We're getting drunk girlfriend!!!!" She giggled happily.

   "Drunk?" Anna scoffed. "I.. I can't drink. What if I get drunk and Isla needs me, what do I do?"

     "Stop being serious Anna. Isla won't need you." Naraya headed for the kitchen.

   
     In the kitchen, Anna got out some cookies from her cupboard while Naraya settled the drinks on the counter.

    "Anna, have you seen this?" Naraya asked, waving a magazine.

     Anna turned to look at what Naraya was talking about. Oh, the magazine. "Yeah." She was uninterested in the magazine.

    Anna carried the plate of cookies to Naraya.

     "Can you believe this, Scott Ontario is the present sexiest man alive?" Naraya placed the magazine on the counter, pulling a kitchen stool to sit. "Oh dayuuuum... Look at how delicious he looks." She licked her lips, eyeing Scott's body. "Whoa." Naraya swooned over the picture.

     "I think that is the stupidest title ever." Anna clicked her tongue.

    Naraya raised a brow at Anna who stood beside her. "Hold on, you didn't think it was stupid when Michael B Jordan won it, did you?"

     "Well Michael, no doubt deserves it." Anna said as her eyes settled at the front page of the magazine. "But this Scott whatever-his-name-is makes me think the organizers made a huge mistake. I mean he's not even that hot. He is just not what the People's magazine is saying about him." Anna frowned at Scott's face but the picture kept staring at her with a contagious smirk. Asshole.

    "Wow," Naraya scoffed. "What's your problem girlie?" She noticed the deadly squint Anna gave the magazine.

     "Nothing." Anna pushed the magazine closer to Naraya. "I'm just not a fan of his." She told her cousin Naraya. 

   "Hmmm." Naraya chuckled, looking at the magazine. "You don't know what you're saying Anna, this dude is everything I want in a man... In ma man." Naraya stressed it out, as she looked at Anna. "He's the whole package." She snapped her fingers in a 'Z' formation.

    "Naraya, have you looked into his profile? He's a male slut if you ask me." Anna shrugged picking up a bottle of beer.

     Naraya chuckled. "Did you think Brad Pitt won this too when he was a saint?" She asked, looking back at the magazine with her finger tracing Scott's body.

     Anna rolled her eyes.. "Whatever," she took a big gulp from the bottle.

     "Hmm, you know what's weird?" Naraya asked leaning in to take a better look at Scott's face.

     "What?" Anna didn't look interested.

   "He looks a lot like someone, I just can't place my finger who it is." Naraya kept studying the picture.

     "He doesn't look like any person I know." Anna shrugged like she didn't care. But of course she didn't care.

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     His luxurious private jet had just left Medina, Washington DC — where the Ontarios resided; Scott was on his way to Ireland. His flight was approximately an 8 hours journey, and since Galway was five hours ahead, he decided to go a bit earlier.

   He was casually typing on his laptop, it was work related.

    "Sir, would you like anything?" The female flight attendant asked him.

     Scott looked up at her. "Hmmm," he leaned back in his chair, crossing his legs with his finger rubbing his lower lips. His eyes roamed down her slender figure, from her tight bun, then scarf she wore around her neck, her fitted casual wear, then to the red bottom stilettoes. She had the hourglass body figure. What if Ireland was boring, this might be the only chance to find a lady this good looking. He thought.

     "Well, yeah. I have a favor..." He smirked, trailing his eyes down the first opened bottons of her uniform.

  She smiled. "What would that be sir?"

    Scott's charms were never out of luck, it didn't take three minutes to sweet talk her, soon the flight attendant was screaming out his name as he fucked the sense out of her on his bed. It was savage and hardcore.

      About an hour later, the flight attendant dressed up to leave the cabin.

     "Nice." Scott pointed to the red lacy bra which hugged her breasts closely. He was up, leaning against the headboard as he watched her dress.

      She blushed, flushing beet red. "Gosh, I never thought sex on a plane was this hot." The flight attendant smiled flirtatiously at him as she fixed her hair. When she was all dressed up she said, "It was nice meeting Sir." She curtsyed, turning to leave.

     Scott chuckled... "Hold on."

     The lady turned back at him.

    "You have a smudge on your lip." Scott said, gesturing by rubbing the corner of his lip.

   She touched the corner of her lips and noticed that her lipstick was indeed, smudge. "Oh. Thanks." She said again with a smile before leaving.

     Scott sighed, throwing his hands behind his head. "Nice way to start the trip." He said, having satisfied his body.

     Just then his phone rings. Scott removed the sheets covering his waist down, getting out of the bed stark naked.

     "Hey dude. I was waiting for your call... Really? You're at Galway? Okay I'll be there soon." He nodded. "You won't believe what just happened." Scott chuckled, ready to tell Chad his escapade with the flight attendant.

   I didn't even get her name? He laughed mentally to the thought of sleeping with woman without knowing her name.

    He was indeed crazy.

   His flight was finally over. He saw the lady he had just fucked hard in his plane, she was standing at the foot of the airstairs with a wide smile.

    "Hope you had wonderful flight... Sir?" The attendant smiled as she watched him walk down the airstairs.

    "I did, thanks to you." He winked at her, whispering the last part while standing beside her. He wore on his shades, giving him the businessy look.

     "Yo dude!" Someone called out. A man to be precise. He had just come out from a black car which was parked close by.

His name was Chad, Scott's cousin. He was body built, muscular, tall, typical Ontario's body. He worked with Ontario Jewels, sales representative.

     "Having fun without me, are you now." He said, walking up to Scott with a big smile.

    "Sex on a plane you should try it." Scott laughed along with Chad, giving him a hug. "You good?"

     "Sure man. So many things to tell you." Chad said, tapping Scott's back.

     Scott broke the hug. "Before anything else, I would like to ask. Are there hot girls here in Galway?"

     Chad laughed... "You just only got here man."

    "I need to know if I'll remain celibate throughout my stay here. Damn, I'll get blue balls and probably die of it." Scott joked, making Chad laugh louder.

     "You're in luck, the girls here are on fire." Chad assured him with a nod

    Good to know. Scott was pleased to hear that.

     Scott and Chad walked ahead, walking towards the car which was opened by a man who stood by the car door. He was their chauffeur.
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     The two men, walked into their penthouse unit. They were impressed with what they saw. It was a two bedroom suite, a big minibar and nice jacuzzi.

    "This is the life." Scott looked around the whole place. "We could fucking throw a party in this damn place."

    "Oh yeah, and let your father kill us." Chad scoffed. Of course he knew what the senior Ontario would do. His mom was Ethan's younger sister.

    Scott chuckled, walking towards the balcony. "That's only if he knows." The warm breeze welcomed him, allowing him take a deep refreshing breath. "Welcome to IRELAND!! Woohoo!!" He yelled on the top of his voice, spreading his arms apart.

    Chad walked up to Scott. "How about we celebrate tomorrow night?"

     Scott turned to him. "Why postpone when we could enjoy ourselves tonight? I mean... Look at this beautiful sight." He pointed to the open area of the beautiful city.
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     "Mommy? Is Aunt Syla coming home today?" Isla asked as she jumped all around the kitchen while Anna pulled out a try from the oven, settling some freshly baked macarons down on the marble counter with a tray.

     "Yes. Peaches, do you want to help mommy pipe the macarons?" Anna asked her daughter sweetly.

     "Yes!!" Isla ran to her mom, pulling on Anna's apron. "Mommy, mommy let me do it!! Let me!!" Isla tugged on Anna's apron repeatedly.

     "Hold on a sec young lady." Anna hoisted her up to the counter, allowing her sit comfortable. "Are you okay? Do you need to get more comfortable?" She asked.

    "I'm fine." Isla's eyes were on the macarons. "May I take one please?"

   "They are quite hot, let them cool for a while." Anna told her, reaching out for her piping bag. "As we wait, let's fill up our piping bag with some butter cream." She pointed at the three different buttercream frostings.

     Isla passed her mom the berry frosting, not without dipping a finger into the bowl to have a taste.

      "Is it good?" Anna asked for approval.

"Uh-huh, really good!" Isla gave her thumbs up, nodding her head briskly.

     Anna allowed Isla make a face on the macarons' top, whatever design, Anna let her daughter take over the kitchen.

    "Give me a second." Anna told Isla who was busy piping the macarons happily. She went over to the sink to wash her hand so that she could answer her phone. "Hey Naraya." She greeted.

      "Hey, are you free tonight?"

   "Yeah, why?" Anna asked her.

  "Nothing really, but I was just thinking about hanging out tonight."

    Anna laughed while looking at her daughter. "We hang out all the time."

     "This time we're going to a much cooler place."

   Anna could sense the mischief in her voice. "Oh really? Where?"

    "Syla is coming back today, so you don't need to look for anyone to babysit Isla. I promise you'll love it!"

     "Mommy look what I made!" Isla called Anna's attention.

     "Awwn, that's cute baby. Don't you think it looks kind of sad?" Anna said to Isla who was showing her the macaron face.

     "I'll make it look happy." Isla went back to decorating her macarons' top.

       "What are you two making?" She asked Anna.

     Anna's attention was brought back to Naraya. "Oh, yeah, macarons. Isla is helping me decorate them with faces."

      "Adorable." Naraya awwned. "Tell her I'm saying hi, and big kisses."

   "Isla, Naraya sends you kisses." Anna told her daughter.

      "Good morning Naraya!" Isla yelled out.

      Naraya had heard her and she chuckled.

     "You know what, I'll call you back. I have to finish up with Isla so that I can take her to school." Anna said to Naraya.

    "Alright, I'll see you later then." With that, Naraya hung up. 

      Anna walked back to the counter to help Isla complete the frosting.

    "No mommy, I can do it myself." Isla stopped her immediately.

    "Peaches, you're gonna mess up everywhere. Let me help you." Anna moved to take an extra piping bag filled with frosting but Isla stopped her again.

     "I can handle it mommy." Isla shook her head.

    Anna sighed. "You're being messy Isla, the whole counter is dirty." Anna said, looking at the whole counter smeared with frosting all over.

      "But mommy..." Isla pouted her lower lip, looking at Anna.

     She stared back at her daughter. "Okay fine," Anna rolled her eyes. "I'll just... I'll just watch you. Just don't get the frosting in your hair." Anna said to her.

     "Okay." Isla resumed her work with a big smile on her face.

     "Are you sure you can handle it?" Anna asked Isla to be sure.

     "Yes mommy." Isla replied with a giggle.

   "Okay." Anna inhaled. "Take your time." Anna allowed Isla to be. She just stood, watching her daughter and in case Isla needed something, she got it for her.

  After they were done with their mommy and daughter time, Anna prepared her for school.
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