The formidable Aiden Romanov

Chapter eight

The sole purpose of the veil was to avoid drawing attention to herself and keep her identity a secret. Taking a deep breath, she knocked on the front door.

Aiden was surprised when he heard the knock, he wasn’t expecting anyone and he doubted if anyone knew him. Leaving Zia in the living room, he was in the bathroom to check his injuries. His sides were black and bruised as a result of the broken ribs. “Zia, check who’s at the door!”

Zia stood up obediently upon hearing her father’s words. When she approached the door, she realized something. “Daddy, I can’t reach it.”

Outside the door, the woman chuckled upon hearing Zia’s soft voice that sounded aggrieved. Aiden, left with no other option, wore a shirt and stepped out to meet his daughter. “Come here sweetie. Up.”  He lifted Zia in his arms, softly hissing in pain.

“Are you okay, Daddy?” Zia placed a finger in her mouth and pouted, a rare look of maturity on her face. 

“Yes, Daddy is fine.” Aiden reassured her before opening the door. To say he was stunned would be an understatement, he was shocked to see a strange woman, who was no doubt beautiful despite her disguise. “Can I help you?”

“Pretty!” Zia’s eyes sparkled in excitement.

The woman chuckled, but she doesn’t respond. Aiden’s guard against her dropped a little at the sound of her laughter. She raised the bags she was holding and pushed it towards him.

“For me?” Aiden inquired. He was very confused but still accepted the bags. While collecting it, his hand grazed the woman’s hand lightly, he was surprised at how soft it was but unfortunately, that feeling was gone as soon as it came, giving him no other chance to bask in it.

The woman smiled as she nodded once, as she turned around to leave, light wind blew, lifting the sides of her veil, revealing a part of her small nose and pink lips to Aiden. He was rooted to the spot until she got into her car and drove off. 

“Daddy?” Zia had to call her father a few more times to snap him back to reality.

“Yes sweetie.” 

“She left.” Zia pointed out.

“Oh, I can see that.” Aiden coughed lightly to hide his embarrassment. “Come on, let’s go in.”

Curiosity got the better part of Aiden as he unsealed one of the bags, revealing it’s content. They were children medications, most of which were very expensive that even if Aiden took out all of his savings, he won’t be able afford the smallest size. ‘Who is she? How does she know-?’ He glanced at Zia a few more times. ‘I didn’t even get her name.’

Opening the second bag, he saw that it was filled with grocery items. Another important details Aiden had forgotten. He didn’t have time to wonder about the woman’s identity or why she had helped him, the most important thing at that moment was preparing breakfast and getting Zia to take the required medications to suppress her fever. 

Meanwhile, a woman drove into a mansion, suddenly pulling to a stop when she sees an old man walk in front of her car. “Grandfather! I didn’t see you, I’m so sorry.”

The man sneered. “I didn’t know when I became invincible. This old one is affable, amicable, accomplished, straightforward and upright but yet my grandchild chose to go out to play without inviting me.” 

Silvana has seen a lot of narcissist people, but not one who had narcissism like her grandfather, to think that he would dare compliment himself with so many positive characters. “Grandfather, I came looking for you but dad told me that you were busy-” Silvana stepped out of the car, approaching her grandfather in a bid to coerce him. 

Before she could finish speaking, the old man was already clamoring in dissatisfaction. “What! That brat dare stop you from coming to see me? What does he take me for? He is such an ungrateful and unreliable person! I’m not dead yet but he’s trying to prevent me from spending time with my favorite granddaughter .

Ungrateful bastard!” The old man’s spittle flew in all direction as words shot out of his mouth, seemingly endless, rendering Silvana and the bodyguards stationed around the house flabbergasted. 

This is not the first time Silvana had witnessed her grandfather throwing in a fit like a child but every time it happened, she is stunned silly. She started to regret mentioning her father, knowing that the old man would give his son a earful once her return. “Grandfather-” Silvana called out in an aggrieved tone. 

“What is wrong? Did anyone hurt you?” The old man quickly forgot about his son who he was cursing and pinched his granddaughter’s cheek.

“No Grandfather, I am worried.”

“About what?” The old man looked confused. “Did any of those other family’s young brats try to take advantage of you? You should tell me so I can go spank their butts! How dare they try to take my granddaughter from me? They don’t even have the right to look at my family’s princess, I’m going to hit them so hard that their fathers won’t recognize them.” Once again, the old man’s unending rants started over again. “You!” The old man pointed at one of the bodyguards stationed nearby. “You have to make sure that you protect the princess with your life, if as much as a scratch appear on her, you can forget about being alive and if any of those young brats try to touch her, cut their hands and shove it down their throats. Understood?”

“Yes patriarch!” The man responded.

Silvana face palmed before shaking her head. “Grandfather, why don’t we go in so I can tell you all about what happened today?” She took one of the old man’s hand and led him into the mansion. The old man’s face soon had a grin on it as he followed her.