MISSION by Astrid R (books to read in your 20s TXT) 📖

as long as I wanted to laugh because of the colour of his uniform, I responded him with the same smile. “Yes please, ummm… can we get a table for 7 people and I want a vanilla ice cream, chocolate flavour and oh, put some smarties on the top of it and wafer, please.”

He typed it in the computer in front of him and nodded slowly. “Anything else you want ma’am?”

I shook my head, “No thank you. KC you want ice cream chocolate as well?” I turned around and pick up KC.

She smiled and bouncing up and down in my grasp. “Yes mummy, and can I have milk shake too?”

I hesitate at first but she was giving me her puppy look and damn, I just can’t resist her cuteness. I surrender and nodded to the guy.

“Yay, I love you mummy!” she kissed me in the lips and I smiled at her.

“I love you too, baby.”

I saw the guy staring at us like he was seeing a ghost. I quickly snapped my fingers in front of him. “Are you okay?” I asked, concerned if what would happen to him any minute.

He shook his head like there were flies in front of his face. When he realised what happen, a blush creep on his cheeks and turned his gaze back to the computer. I smiled slightly; I’ve never seen a man blushed before. I mentally laugh at myself.

He cleared his throat. “Ummm… yea, I’m fine. I was just surprised at how young you look and you already have… a daughter?” he was hesitant to say the last words of his sentence as if it was strange to say it.

I open my mouth but before I could say anything, Allen beat me to it. “Hey man, if my sister has a daughter it’s none of your business, so fuck off.” Allen interrupted rudely and I saw the panic in guy’s face.

“Yea, none of your business and if you ask anything personal again, you can taste my tight fist in 24 hours,” added Marcus.

The guy’s forehead was sweating and I can see that he was slightly shaking. I quickly cut in and pushed my idiot brothers away from the poor guy. Marcus and Allen looked at me and I’m pretty sure by the look of their faces, they’re ready to kill. But I won’t let that happen, the poor guy looks friendly. I challenge them by sending a ‘don’t do anything stupid’ look to my brothers and their expression softened.

I looked back to the guy who was trying not to piss his pants. I looked at him apologetically and apologies on my brothers actions.

“I am so sorry. They didn’t mean to scare you, they’re just over protected and…” I pause and motion my index finger to the guy to lean closer, he obeyed and I whisper, “It’s their day of the month, so don’t mind them.” I finished with a laugh and soon he did the same.

I nudge my brothers in the side and sending them my famous ‘apologise’ scary look and they simultaneously groan.

They grumble a ‘sorry’ to the guy and said their orders to him. The guy looked amuse to what I did and a cute smile plastered on his plump lips.

After all of our orders were listed, he gestured to follow him for our table. We thanked him and he started to walk back to get our ice cream but not before I grabbed his wrist. He looked at my hand on his wrist then looked up at me.

“I’m sorry but I haven’t known your name. I’m Starlette and so sorry about my idiot brothers for threatening you a while ago.” I looked at him apologetically.

He grins and shook his head. “Nah, it’s alright. I should’ve asked in the first time. I’m sorry.” He looked down at his shoe, “Oh, and I’m Delvin by the way. It’s nice to see a lovely family customer in our shop. I hope you’ll enjoy our ice cream.”

“Thank you and we will, Delvin. Your ice cream shop is lovely.” I looked around the place and sure thing, the place looks comfortable and has a friendly environment.

“Well, thank you. My mother owns the shop.” Delvin smiled proudly and I smiled back. “If you’ll excuse me, I’ll just get your orders in your table in a couple of minutes.” I nodded and he walked back to the counter.

When our orders arrived we quickly finish our ice cream like hungry wolves and bid a goodbye to Delvin before we walked back to our cars.

I grab my keys from my purse but Daisy snatch it and was stunned when he hugged me tightly. And if I said tight, that means it’s really, really tight, I barely breath underneath him.

“Thank you for the cool ice cream big sissy.”

A smile creep on my lips and I hugged him back. “You are very welcome, old man.” And then, before I could register what was happening, I was crashed in the middle like a sandwich when Marcus shouted a ‘group hug’, and everyone just started crashing me underneath.

I shouted a bloody murder and thank goodness, everyone stop and backing lightly, giving me a sheepish grin that I wanted to kick off so much.

Marcus break the awkward silent, “So, what do we do next?” he asked looking at everyone. I shrugged and looked towards mum. But dad cleared his throat and announced something that everyone – including me – went wild.

“Well, we could go in the restaurant and have dinner as a family bonding. Sound good?”

KC started jumping up and down first before I followed – and so were my brothers. Kissing dad in the cheek a million types and my brothers followed and I unlocked my car and started the engine. Today is just one of my amazing moments with my family and I hope this moment would never end.

Chapter Three

 We arrived in the house and we quickly changed for our family dinner tonight. I chose a ¾ lace royal blue dress that stop just above my mid-thigh. I also wear my sparkling royal blue Christian Louboutin high heels that match my dress. I curl the tip of my blond hair and I put a pin on it so that it would stay in the side of my shoulder. I also put a light make-up on my face and a smoky eye to make my eyes look brighter.

“Mummy, mummy, am I pretty?” KC asked excitedly twirling around with her royal blue balloon dress.

I smiled at her and pick her up. “Absolutely beautiful.” She looked at me and smiled back showing her cute dimples. “Who did your hair?” KC’s hair tugged neatly into a fishtail braid around her little head.

“Nana did this. Do you like it mummy?”

“Yes of course,” I replied and kissed her chubby cheek.

“I love you mummy,” she kissed my cheek back.

“I love you too, pumpkin. Now come on let’s head outside, we’re going to be late.”

We walked outside my room and walked down the stairs. I saw everyone was already in the entrance door waiting for me and KC.

“Breath-taking, you ready?” Marcus complimented and I nodded.

“Okay, let’s go.” Daisy chirped in excitedly.

Our favourite restaurant is not quite full tonight and Jenny – our special waitress – led us to our regular table. I’ve been here in this restaurant since we arrived here in California. Every weekend we always have dinner in here and watch some awesome performance that the restaurant staff presented as an entertainment for the customers.

Jenny gets our orders and we settled down in our table. “So, Starlette, how’s Spain?” my mum asked whilst sipping her water. Everyone was now looking at me.

I shrugged, “Ehh, still peaceful I guess. Everyone think that I was on vacation with my lovely 3 brothers,” I paused and looked towards my 3 brothers grinning at me like…yea, as I was always said, an idiot. “And anyway, grandma is still the owner of the throne, so no worries.”

Mum and dad look at each other and my 3 brothers were busy looking around the place. Dad looked back at me, “But how about the England sweetcheeks, I’ve already walked down on my throne as The Duke of York, and since you’re my youngest child you will be the one that will stand as The Duke of York in England?”

My eyes widen and my mouth was gaping after my dad mention that I would be the future Duke of York in England. I can’t believe it. I’ve already had heaps of responsibility in Spain and he will give me his throne in England? Oh, come on! You got to be fucking me.

My blood started to boil, “But dad, I’ve already had heaps of responsibility in my life, and you want me to be on your throne in England? Are you crazy?...” I haven’t even finished my rant when mum cut me off.

“Don’t talk to your father like that. He was just giving his treasure to you.” But I ignore her and instead, I keep on complaining to my dad’s face.

“Why me? You can give it to my Marcus or even to Allen your throne. Heck, you can even give it Daisy because he was an expert of the rules and regulations in kingdom and I wasn’t even good at it, according to him!” (Note the sarcasm)

That gets the attention of my brothers. They looked at me with narrowed eyebrows and shook their heads in sync. “Hell no!” said Marcus.

“I can’t even wash my clothes or even cook my meals and you want me to be on dad’s throne? Well, I’ll be damn if that happen,” complained Allen.

“Same here,” added Marcus whilst raising his hand.

I looked at Daisy who was in the verge of shock and if you’ll see his face, you probably thought that he was a statue fish ‘cause right now, he looks like one.

He shook his head, probably clearing his little world inside his head and I thought he would accept my offer that he would be the next Duke of York in England. I was getting excited and I almost jump up and down of happiness but just my luck, he stood in his chair and slammed his fist on the table.

“You’ve got to be shitting me. I can’t even do 1 shot in the ring when I played basketball and you want me to be in dad’s throne? Pfft, only the hell freezes over.” Everyone around our table was looking at us. Some looked like they’re going to have a heart attack because of Daisy’s dramatic complain, while some looked entertain.

I face palm my head and sighed, “Calm down, merry muffin. I was just suggesting okay? I didn’t say that you all have to do it and be on dad’s throne. So calm your balls take a seat and let’s discuss this.” I said trying to put a lightning bulb in Daisy’s head and motioning him to sit down. He took a deep breath and obeyed as what I told, “without any dramatic complain,” I quickly added while pointing my daggers to Daisy.

Our food arrived and we eat in silence. Minutes pass by, mum break the silence, “Sweetheart, what if your great grandma and our relatives in Buckingham Palace wants you to replace my throne?” I looked