Ep 2

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After coming back from the hospital. When the black family SUV finally pulled through the towering iron gates of the Rostov estate, Aliriaโ€™s eyes nearly popped out of her skull. ๐Ÿ˜ณ Parked right in the middle of their massive front courtyard was an actual, full-sized luxury ice cream truck! ๐Ÿššโœจ Gold letters painted on the side read *Rostov Sweets*, and the mouth-watering scent of freshly baked waffle cones drifted right through the open car windows. ๐Ÿง‡๐Ÿคค Aliria Rostov (thought)=Wait a minute... Aliria thought, staring blankly from her mother's lap. Aliria Rostov (thought)=Did Dante literally buy an ENTIRE ice cream company in the two hours we were at the doctor's office just to flex on Luca?๐Ÿคฆโ€โ™€๏ธ The car came to a stop, and Dante stepped out first. He straightened his dark tie, smoothed down his suit jacket, and looked at Aliria with a deeply proud expression on his face. ๐Ÿ˜Ž Dante Rostov (first brother)=Welcome home, Little Angel. Dante said, opening the car door to unbuckle her. Dante Rostov (first brother)=I bought the entire franchise on the way back. The truck will park in our courtyard twenty-four hours a day, seven days a week. If you want a scoop at three in the morning, they will serve you. Luca stepped out right behind him, carrying Aliria in his arms with a calm, extremely smug smirk. ๐Ÿ˜ Luca Rostov (third brother)=Buying a truck is completely extra, big bro. But Iโ€™m the one who made the contract first. Unlimited ice cream means I lead the feast. Come on, Chibi. Danteโ€™s eyes narrowed into tiny slits. Dante Rostov (first brother)=We will see about that.๐Ÿ™„ Before the two brothers could start a full-blown war on the driveway, the roaring sound of a high-powered engine echoed across the estate. A sleek black sports car drifted around the fountain and slammed to a halt. ๐Ÿš—๐Ÿ’ฅ The door flew open, and out stepped their father, Alistair! His expensive hair was slightly messy, and his tie was loose. He had clearly rushed back from his international business meeting at 200 miles per hour the very second it wrapped up! He was practically vibrating with pure guilt because work had dragged him away right after they bribed Aliria, making him miss the chance to hold her hand at the hospital. ๐Ÿ˜ญ Alistair Rostov(dad)=I MADE IT BACK! Alistair announced, marching toward them with massive, dramatic strides. Tears were practically sparkling in the corners of his eyes. Alistair Rostov(dad)=My poor, sweet, fragile Princess! Dada is so so sorry! I was stuck in that stupid board meeting and couldn't be at the hospital to protect you from that evil sharp needle.๐Ÿ’” He looked like a giant, dangerous mob boss who was about to cry over a squished marshmallow. ๐Ÿฅบ Aliria Rostov=It's okay Dada Aliria chirped, waving her tiny arm. Aliria Rostov=Doctor Uncle gave me a dinosaur tape. Alistair looked like he was going to melt into a puddle right there on the gravel. Alistair Rostov(dad)=A dinosaur tape... my baby is so brave. He turned around and gestured toward the grand garden back patio. Alistair Rostov(dad)=Dada made up for missing the hospital trip. See i told the maids to prepare this set up for you. Luca carried Aliria over to the garden, and Aliria's toddler jaw literally dropped. ๐Ÿ˜ฎ A huge white canopy tent was set up near the rose garden. Underneath it was a massive wooden table covered in shimmering silver bowls, giant tub after giant tub of gourmet ice cream, melted chocolate fountains, warm caramel drizzles, and mountains of colorful sprinkles. Aliria Rostov(thought)=Okay this family is officially 100% out of their minds. Aliria sweatdropped in her head, slapping her tiny palm against her forehead. Aliria Rostov (thought)=In my past life as Christina, I was a twenty-eight-year-old adult who had to count every single calorie, skip brown sugar in my coffee, and carefully budget for a $5 boba tea. Now I have an entire ice cream kingdom set up by super-rich mobsters because I got ONE tiny vaccination shot Transmigration is crazy. Alistair gently scooped Aliria out of Luca's arms and set her down on a custom white high chair right at the head of the table, making her look like a tiny queen sitting on a throne. Alistair Rostov(dad)=Only the absolute best for my little queen. Alistair declared. Immediately, all four men swarmed the table, grabbing silver spoons like they were preparing to go into battle. Alistair Rostov(dad)=Princess, try Dada's first. Alistair insisted, stepping up first with a sparkling glass bowl.He held up a spoon filled with smooth, royal vanilla gelato topped with a piece of shiny, edible gold leaf. Alistair Rostov(dad)=Made with organic vanilla beans from Madagascar. Matteo Rostov (second brother)=No way, Dada! Cupcake needs chocolate. Matteo yelled, diving in from the left with a gigantic bowl. Matteo Rostov(second brother)=Look at this one cupcake Itโ€™s double-chocolate fudge with chunks of warm brownies and extra marshmallows. You gotta eat this first. Dante Rostov (first brother)=Stand back, both of you. You're going to give her a stomach ache. Dante said coolly, pushing his way between them with a delicate porcelain dish. ๐Ÿจ Dante Rostov (first brother)=She needs refined, classic Italian gelato. Strawberry and wild vanilla. It is light and easy to digest. Aliria sat in her high chair, looking back and forth at her giant father and two big brothers who were currently shoving their shoulders against each other like aggressive football players, all trying to hold their ice cream spoons closest to her nose. ๐Ÿ‘๏ธ๐Ÿ‘„๐Ÿ‘๏ธ Aliria Rostov=Are you serious right now?. she screamed internally, her adult mind sweating buckets. Aliria Rostov(thought)=You three control billions of dollars and run massive companies, and you're fighting like greedy kids over who gets to feed a three-year-old dessert?๐Ÿคฆโ€โ™€๏ธ That was when Luca calmly slipped right past all of them. He didn't push. He didn't yell. He just casually used his slim frame to slide into the tiny gap between Alistair and Dante. He took a small, neat spoonful of rich Belgian chocolate ice cream, blew on it slightly to make sure it wasn't too cold, and held it out to her face. Luca Rostov (third brother)=Here Chibi. Luca said smoothly, his quiet voice instantly cutting through the noise. Luca Rostov (third brother)=Say Aaa!!! Aliria's toddler instincts immediately took over her adult brain. Her eyes sparkled, and her mouth popped open on pure instinct. ๐Ÿคค CHOMP!!! OMGGGGGGGG!!!๐ŸŽ‰๐Ÿ’ฅ The very second the rich ice cream melted on her tongue, Aliria's inner adult soul flew straight into heaven. ๐Ÿ˜‡โœจ It was so smooth, so creamy, and so unbelievably delicious that her eyes rounded into huge circles. Toddler brain or adult brain, sugar was the undisputed king of the universe. Aliria Rostov=Mmm! Yum-yum! Aliria cheered happily, kicking her tiny legs up and down under the table while waving her chubby hands in the air. โœจ Luca turned his head and gave his father and older brothers a super calm, deeply smug glance. Luca Rostov (third brother)=She likes mine best.๐Ÿ˜Ž Matteo Rostov (second brother)=That doesn't countttt She was just hungry. Matteo whined loudly, holding his brownie spoon right up to her lips. Matteo Rostov (second brother)=Try mine, Cupcake.Try the brownie. Aliria didn't hesitate for a single second. She leaned forward and gobbled up Matteo's spoon too. Aliria Rostov(thought)=WOAH!!! Brownie fudge.So chewy. Dante Rostov (first brother)=My turn, Little Angel. Dante said quickly, slipping his strawberry gelato into her mouth before anyone else could react. Aliria Rostov(thought)=Mmm, strawberry! So fresh and sweet. Alistair Rostov(dad)=Don't forget Dada's golden sundae, Princess. Alistair pleaded, gently feeding her a bite of the edible gold vanilla. Aliria swallowed it with a happy squeal. Aliria Rostov(thought)=Mmm, tastes like pure, unadulterated wealth.๐Ÿคคโœจ For the next twenty minutes, the garden was pure chaotic joy. Her family took turns feeding her spoon after spoon, competing over which flavor made her smile the widest. Valeria stood nearby under the shade of an umbrella, taking about five hundred photos on her phone while shaking her head with a soft, affectionate laugh. ๐Ÿ“ธ๐Ÿฅฐ Valeria Rostov (mom)=Slow down, my baby. Valeria warned gently, walking over to dab a bit of stray whipped cream off Aliria's nose with a napkin. Valeria Rostov (mom)=Or you're going to get a big brain freeze. Aliria Rostov(thought)=Brain freeze? What brain freeze? Aliria thought triumphantly, her belly completely stuffed to the brim with chocolate, strawberry, and gold-leaf vanilla. Aliria Rostov(thought)=I am a three-year-old billionaire princess now.I don't have to work 12-hour shifts, I don't have to pay rent, I have 3 no 4 giant bodyguards and a loving mom and I get endless free sweets! Life in this new world is AMAZING.๐Ÿฅณ She let out a victorious little toddler giggle... but then, right at that exact moment, her tummy gave a tiny, loud rumble. ๐Ÿซ„ Gurgle... Aliria froze. Her eyes went wide. Suddenly, a massive wave of pure, heavy exhaustion hit her whole body like a falling brick wall. Her arms felt like lead, her tiny legs stopped kicking, and her heavy eyelids began to droop downward fast. ๐Ÿฅฑ๐Ÿ’ค Aliria Rostov(thought)=Oh no... the dreaded sugar crash... she realized in a sudden panic, her adult consciousness slowly slipping away into darkness. Aliria Rostov(thought)=Curse this weak toddler body and its fast metabolism... I'm... I'm falling... asleep...๐Ÿ˜ด Before her tiny head could flop forward onto the tray, Alistair's massive hand moved like lightning, gently catching her forehead before scooping her entire body up into his warm, broad chest. ๐Ÿฅบ Alistair Rostov(dad)=Ah, my little baby girl is completely worn out. Alistair murmured softly, cradling her close and rubbing her back. Luca pulled out a cloth napkin and tenderly wiped a smudge of dark chocolate off her chubby cheek. Dante quickly unbuttoned his expensive custom suit jacket and gently wrapped it around her small shoulders like a cozy blanket. Matteo patted her head softly with a warm smile, while Valeria leaned in to kiss her forehead. ๐Ÿฅฐ๐Ÿ’ค Luca Rostov (third brother)=Mission accomplished. Luca whispered, a rare, genuine warm smile gracing his face. ๐Ÿ˜Œ Alistair Rostov(dad)=Yeah... Alistair whispered back, holding his sleeping daughter tightly as she snuggled her nose into his crisp dress shirt. Alistair Rostov(dad)=Dada promises he won't let work pull him away from your big moments ever again, Princess. Aliria let out a tiny, soft toddler snore against her father's chest. ๐Ÿ˜ด๐Ÿ’ค Aliria Rostov(thought)=Fine... Her inner adult mind thought with a warm, cozy feeling as she finally drifted off into dreamland. Aliria Rostov(thought)=Maybe having an overprotective, totally crazy family isn't such a bad thing after all. to be continued.....
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