AN

mmediately. Struggling not to puke, I covered my mouth

tly became aware of my surroundings. Memories of what transpired between my dad, the scary but handsome mafia king and I fl

the one I trusted the most in this whole world. Should someone foretold he would

e. Especially during the period of my accid

of my hand. I should not be crying for him. He ain't worth a si

be almost out of power. Painted in a shadowy and sumptuous royal blue with some touch of beige. There

t accustomed to it. My whole body ached and my eyes felt sunken from crying too much. Slowly, I placed my hand on my fo

ct with the beige neat tiled floor, cold sensations sprang up from the sole of my feet through my veins, up to my k

rapped to his back on our way here. With my heart in

mmediately, I burst into a series of tiny sobs. Dad bought this gown for me on my eighteen year birthday. He said he

s so fuck

nce more. I stared at my mom with tears in my eyes. There she was, lo

ed. "Is Dad truly not my father?" I asked as if th

lably. It was taken when I was still a child and mom held me so close to her bosom. I couldn't help b

ment. I couldn't decipher whether I hated him right now or not. But deep down, I know I resented his action. Al

haps, a cellphone or a map to help me get the hell out of this damn place. There was

bag to the floor. Perhaps, could this is the reason why Dad stalled on buying me a new

the back of my throat. Yet, t

and exhaled afterward. Then I jolted to my feet. I packed my stuff back

ed myself over and over again as

s. It was empty and very quiet. I heaved a sigh of relief and walked out of

ance until I was finally out of this hellhole. With my heart thumping har

Thankfully, there was not a single person in sight. A small smi

lly and as quietly as I could. I have gotten this far and I would

e stairs to observe any movement from every corner of the lounge, straight up to the kitchen. When ther

oor. But as soon as the door parted open, three huge men stood in front o

ath hi

some pending issues. But the moment th

i, please did you see my hair clip?" I asked, shoving my fi

to make their way in, whils

ne of them asked, arching a br

d to look up at his face to hold his gaze. His deep blue eyes were col

d him back. "What are you doi

slits and his eyebrows furro

round as if I was searching for something. "As you know I'm a very pretty girl and som

st and hard. At this rate, it might

taring at the both of us. I was hoping they would walk away and let me be.

The most daunting one instruct

lowed

st and it felt like my whole w

happen to me all the t

uickly before that darn Lucifer came for me. But I was whisked into a pair

g,

et any more