Surviving As The Spoiled Daughter Of The Mafia
Philippe Valentine Constance
Manicured nails tapped against the glass table beside placed beside the window
Celine Agnes Constance
Fuck...
Celine bit her bottom lip out of nervousness after realizing what happened
Celine Agnes Constance
It's true that I want to keep living...
Celine Agnes Constance
But not like this!
Celine Agnes Constance
I don't want to be Celine..!
She emerged herself deep in her anxiety until a knock pulled her out of it
Celine Agnes Constance
Come in.
Commanding voice that is different from the soft one she had before echoed inside the empty room
Philippe Valentine Constance
Sweetheart...
An unfamiliar voice sweetly called for her
Celine Agnes Constance
Yes...
Celine Agnes Constance
...Father?
She slowly turned her head to face the handsome man wearing a worried expression
Philippe Valentine Constance
How are you feeling, my dear?
He put his arms around her shoulder, comforting her
Celine Agnes Constance
Like shit.
Her voice, filled with venom replied
Celine Agnes Constance
'Gosh, am I doing this right?'
Celine Agnes Constance
'From what I remember, Celine respects no one! Not even her Father.'
...she's no more than a crippling ball of anxiety, trying hard not to be noticed that she's not his real daughter.
Philippe Valentine Constance
My dear, Celine...
Philippe Valentine Constance
I'm so sorry that this happened to you...
Celine Agnes Constance
Sorry for what exactly?
She slowly stood up from her seat and faced her Father
Philippe Valentine Constance
That the incident happened...
Celine Agnes Constance
What incident?!
Faking a tantrum, she threw the vase off the table, shattering once it hit her rooms marble floors
Celine Agnes Constance
I can't remember anything!
Celine Agnes Constance
No maid, except for one, came to my room!
Celine Agnes Constance
No one!
Celine Agnes Constance
Not even a single of those pests prepared my bath!
Like boiling water, her father looked like he was about to erupt any second now
Celine Agnes Constance
'I hope he's not mad at ME but those maids...'
He urgently walked past her and slammed her doors open
Philippe Valentine Constance
Call in all the servants.
His voice is cold and domineering that it felt like the atmosphere became heavy
Celine Agnes Constance
Ha..!
She was about to sigh out of relief, but a huff of arrogance came out instead
Celine Agnes Constance
'Celine what the fuck, everything about you is arrogant..!'
Internally panicking, she lightly hit her mouth
Soon after, the maids are kneeling side by side in the lobby and she's standing beside her father in front of them
Philippe Valentine Constance
Which one of them helped you?
Celine walked around the lines of maids and grabbed the collar of the maid that brought her medicine earlier
Celine Agnes Constance
This little one is mine.
She gently dragged her out of the pile and set her aside
With a swift movement, her father put his hand on his waist and pulled out something.
Celine Agnes Constance
'Is that a gun..?'
Philippe cocked the gun he just pulled out of his waist and immediately aimed for one of the maids
Celine Agnes Constance
Wait!
Celine Agnes Constance
'Oh my god, this fucking psycho.'
Trying to hide her trembling, she gently placed a hand on top of the gun and pushed it down
Celine Agnes Constance
I'm not in the mood to see blood.
Philippe Valentine Constance
Ah...
Philippe Valentine Constance
I'm sorry, my dear...
He pulled her in a hug and kissed her head
Philippe Valentine Constance
I forgot how sensitive you are when it comes to blood.
Celine Agnes Constance
'To blood..?'
Celine Agnes Constance
'Is that what you're worried about right now?!'
Celine Agnes Constance
'I don't care about blood!'
Celine Agnes Constance
'You're about to be a mass murderer!'
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