Drake hadn't really meant what he had said about her heart being insignificant. It was spoken in anger because though he hadn't shown it he had more control over himself. Or she would have gotten hurt not the cars. He looked at her. "I never brain washed your siblings. I merely raised them." He says with gritted teeth. Softly so the little ones wouldn't hear. He merely looked away. "I guess it doesn't have to...since you already hate me. I guess it doesn't matter if I fucking say lies about your heart or not. Not like your opinion of me will change for the better. And it can't get any worse than it already is. So...really doesn't matter." His words soft and for a split second again she could hear and see a small symblance of a heart. He ruffled the kids hair almost fondly. Then just stood there. The twins would hold no sign of being hurt. In fact they were extremely healthy and entirely unharmed. Quite unlike what you would expect from a man like him. Yet it was there and still a fact.<br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic">Victoria squealed in delight as she was pulled into her sisters arms. Wrapping her little arms around her neck. Holding onto her with a smile. "Big sissy is finally here. We love here. We get to play on a big playground. We have toys and books. Yet all we wanted for our birthday this year was big sissy. So...Daddy Drake said that is what he would bring us then. We didn't want more toys or games or books. Just wanted Big sissy." She says softly.</span><br/><br/><span style="font-weight: bold">Ricky looked at her. He looked at her. "Daddy Drake never hurts us. Not even spanks us. So why you looking for something not there? He cares about us in his own way. He takes away toys as punishment for being bad or fighting." He says softly. Wrapping his arms around her as well. "We love you big sissy...please stay with us..." he whispers into her ear. "Daddy Drake isn't that bad a man...even if he seems it."</span>