Hiding The Billionaire's Daughter

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ISAIAH

I grew up with a strict parents. They will always make sure that I will grasp every single lessons that they will teach.

"What type of gun is this, Isaiah?" My hired tutor pointed at the picture with his stick.

There are different types, sizes, and designs for each guns.

What is it called? Levover? Levolver?

"ANSWER!" I flinched when he whip his stick at the board that created a whipping sound.

"A Levolver!" I exclaimed without thinking.

"It's Revolver! Remember. Revolver!" He shouted and slapped my tiny hands with his stick.

I closed my eyes and bit my lips because of the pain.

In the age of six, I learned the types, and parts of guns. My father will hire me a tutor to educate me about guns, and will receive multiple of punishments whenever my answers are wrong.

I used to love guns. As the Morris' first born, I have to carry all the responsibility of being an heir. My father will always say to me.

"You're my successor, you should grow up strong, and ruthless."

I became a brother to my two siblings. And i don't want any of my siblings to experience this so I did anything to fulfill my duty as the first born.

We doesn't have a very close siblings relationship. But, i always love them to take the responsibility as a first born.

"ISAIAH, we're going to visit the hotel. Always remember to wear your poker face. Make them fear you." My father reminded me before leaving.

But, I don't want people to fear me. I want to see them love me. care for me. I want to see their joyful reactions, not fear who will take over whenever I will walk pass them.

But, what can I do?  I guess I need to obey my father.

My father stopped in front if the reception to ask something.

There are some costumers who are obviously gaping at my father.

"Are you guys doing well? How's the number of costumers today?" He asked one of the employees.

I mean, shouldn't he be asking the manager instead of the receptionists? 

Little did I know, he's here just to ask if his first love has already gone to work.

My drifted at the little girl who is silently playing with her toy.

My face slightly heated up when she suddenly looked up to meet my eyes.

'Fudge! She caught me looking!' I screamed inside.

But, for an unknown reason, my heart started beating like crazy when she showed me her smiled.

I immediately avoided her gaze because I suddenly felt nervous.

My palms are starting to get sweaty, and shaky, so I just his them into my pockets.

I can't even properly understand what is my father saying right now! My god! What is happening to me?

"Buy her whatever she wants. Toys, food, clothes. Your duty ends here. You can take her to the mall or the arcade." My father's voice distracted my occupied mind.