Awakening Her Bloodlust (Sample)

Chapter 3

It’s already 8 o’clock in the morning when I went to my father’s office and talked about last night. Sa sobrang pagod ko kagabi ay nakatulog na ako sa sasakyan pauwi and when I woke up, I’m at my room already. Hindi maipinta ang mukha ko nang lumabas sa office ni dad. Paano ba naman kasi, he declined my proposal!

“What brings you here early in the morning?” He coldly asked as I enter his office.  He’s currently drinking his coffee.

“I have a proposal. I just gathered an important information regarding the incident last night and I won’t tell it to you unless you give me permission to be part of this mission,” I confidently offered that made him stop from drinking.

“You don’t know how to give up, right? How many times do I have to tell you, an A-rank includes killing, can you do that?” he asked, challenging me.

“But we can come up with a plan that won’t make us kill,” I insist.

“Then tell me what’s that plan.” He crossed his arms while waiting for my answer.

“I haven’t thought about it yet,” I said while looking down.

“Then why are you still standing there?” he coldly ask and I already know what it means. Hindi ako gumalaw sa kinatatayuan ko at nanatili lang na nakayuko sa harapan niya.

“Don’t make me repeat myself. You can now leave,” ma-otoridad niyang saad pero hindi pa rin ako umaalis doon.

“Fevianna.”

“Tell me!” I raised my voice that surprises my dad.

“Tell me what will I do for you to acknowledge me also,” nakayuko ko pa ring saad, “to be proud at me,” mahinang sambit ko.

Nang tingnan ko siya ay wala pa rin itong emosyon. Nakatingin lang siya sa akin at hinihintay kung may susunod pa ba akong sasabihin.

“Nevermind. Just forget what I said,” nagmamadali kong saad at padabog na lumabas doon.

“You look pissed.” My little sister Fionna appeared in front of me. Sa sobrang inis ko, hindi ko na napansin ang presensya niya.

“Let me guess, you failed again from your previous mission? As always,” she slightly laughed, teasing me.

“If you’re planning to make fun of me, I will not give you the satisfaction,” I said with poker face.

“Why would I do that? I should be comforting you, you’re my dearest big sister,” she sarcastically said and rubbed my shoulder as if she’s really comforting me.

I faked a smile, “I’m fine by myself. I don’t need your comfort, my dearest little sister,” I said then left.

This is the usual us. No bonds at all. We’re living at the same roof but we treat each other like rival. We’re family but we’re not, that’s the very first thing our father taught us the time we stepped in this house.

What to expect? We didn’t live together when we were a child. I was raised by my Grandmother in my Mother’s side (Dad’s first wife who passed away the moment she gave birth to me). Fionna and our youngest Fellin, were raised by their Mother (which is my Father’s second wife who also passed away last year because of disease) far away from this place. So basically, we met each other when we were fifteen, our debut for being official assassins. Though our family, butlers and higher officials are the only persons who have knowledge about our true identity.

Our youngest is the one who’s really hard to deal with. She’s not into socializing. Among the three of us, she suffers more in training that made it lost her emotions. Their mom pressured her because she wants Fellin to be the heiress of Lauriel Family. Frankly, their Mother trusts Fellin more than Fionna. While I’m just chillin’ with my Grandmother who really not pressured me, in fact, she’s spoiling me that’s why my Dad only sees me as a child who tantrums whenever I didn’t get what I want. Speaking of my Grandmother, I already missed her. I haven’t seen her since I moved to this house, it’s been 7 years.