Her Dreams

Lucky's POV I was fixing Damien's tie while he's brushing his fingers against the strands of his hair. He pecked on my lips and grinned after I'm done. I shook my head. "Talk to your daughter. She mentioned modeling again right after she woke up." He frowned. "Mom is so obsessed with modeling." We went downstairs together and straight to the kitchen. We found Darya sitting on her high chair while the maid was preparing pancakes for her. "Mommy, daddy! Good morning!" She was smiling sweetly as she greeted us. I know why. I kissed her cheek. "Morning, sweetie." Damien carried her and kissed both of her cheeks. "Good morning, my princess. Mommy told me something. Is it true? You want to be a model?" Her eyes twinkled. "Yes, daddy! I saw you on a big screen. I want to be there too!" Damien glanced at me. I grimaced and he just heaved a sigh before shifting his gaze back to Darya. "Princess, modeling is not a good idea." Slowly, the happiness in Darya's face faded. She stared at her dad as