The Devil's Queen (UNDER MAJOR EDITING)

Chapter 1 The Beginning

Naina POV:

Ugh, the never-ending struggle with morning alarms! It's like a forever story that's been going on since I was practically in diapers. You know, back then when my mom used to wake me up with her loud wake up calls!  – I miss her voice so much! 😔

Trying to shut the annoying alarm clock, the sworn enemy of my good night's sleep and despite my nocturnal habits, I've got this amazing vision of hitting the millionaire milestone. Picture this: Elegant Mansions and villas, owner of my dream cars, respect from every direction and inspiration from every corner – the wholesome life package! And I've opted for a one-women show to conquer the world (because who needs a man as a sidekick, right!?) 

 So, every morning that stubborn alarm clock won't let me catch a few extra seconds of sleep, and boy, does it annoy me so much everyday! 😒😠

Now, who in their right mind actually craves the 4 a.m. Alarm wake up call? ..... Drumroll, please!




.... It's ME!!! 😑

Summoning every ounce of willpower and determination, I wage an internal battle between my cozy bed's siren call, tempting me to go back to sleep in the coziness of the bed and my relentless ambition trying to get me up everyday.

 The struggle is real and lasts for 45 minutes, but eventually, I emerge victorious, my determination overpowers me and I role out of bed at exactly 4:45am every morning.
 After completing my morning chores with a sense of purpose of achieving good scores in my end term examinations that were going on and tomorrow was the last exam - psychology.
 I embark on my quest to conquer the looming psychology exam, which is mere hours away.

And what day is today, you ask? It's the sacred Sunday, the day when I'm almost certain that my foster parents, Sonia and Sachin, are still in their dirty dreamland, likely drunk and snoring in their bedroom🙄😒.

Sonia and Sachin walked in the house around 5 a.m. (right when I start with my daily studies), creating quite the scene, that drunk people usually do and hence totally breaking my concentration. 😑 ( breaking glasses and making love, BECAUSE WHY NOT?? They were drunk after all!!! ) 

This 5-8am time is precious because it is when I do my most brilliant studying because I also have to be an early bird, flapping off to my morning shifts before I even make it to school. 😔
But let's be real, I don't exactly consider Sonia and Sachin the world's greatest parents. They've mastered the art of parental neglect.

Life with them? Oh, it's a barrel of laughs! I get to play the role of a 24/7 babysitter for my darling 4-year-old sister, Maya. I'm basically the CEO of our household, juggling three to four part-time jobs, all while trying to make ends meet. And let's not forget my relentless hard work on achieving a master's degree, which I'm convinced will make me a gazillionaire one day. But here's the real kicker—the pièce de résistance—I get to watch my beloved foster parents swoop in each month to collect the hard-earned fruits of my labor and hard work!  Aren't they the embodiment of generosity?

My ambition, you ask. It's straightforward. I plan to understand myself better, score well in my grade 12 finals, get into a good college and land a fabulous job to secure the future for both me and my cherished sister 🥰❤️💖. Sure, it's a bit of a juggling act, but hey, who needs an alternative, right?... Right? 😔😔

Oh, and my dear Maya, she often wonders about the whereabouts of her beloved parents. You see, she never really had the chance to get to know her parents properly before they mysteriously disappeared from her life. She's a little angel who longs for a mother's affection and care, yearns for a fatherly hand on her head and it melts my heart to see her crying for it, and what about Sonia and Sachin you ask? Well, they've certainly earned an Oscar for their exceptional talent in overlooking her daily achievements. How utterly delightful! And that's where I step in, the ever-watchful guardian and a loving sister.

I can handle being their Cinderella, tending to their house chores like a pro, I've even mastered the fine art of enduring their daily mistreatment (but shh, it's a secret from Maya, who blissfully slumbers through their weekday nightlife deeds or their rare weekend returns, when they're not too busy spreading joy at casinos and smelly bars—while I'm busy making an honest living).My foster parents are hardly ever at home. They spend most of their time either drinking alcohol, gambling, or getting involved in other activities that aren't exactly legal. I don't want to call them Parents either you know 🥱

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Author's note

Oh, the plot thickens, my fellow readers! 😮📚 We've delved deep into Naina's world, but what about our dashing, mysterious male lead? 🕵️‍♂️🔥The suspense is like a never-ending game of hide-and-seek! 🙈
Stay tuned, dear readers, because the rollercoaster ride of "The Devil's Queen" is just getting started, and who knows what surprises lie ahead? 🎢🤩

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Anika💖👑