Chapter 1

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I have a feeling I'm going crazy. Everything I do turns out wrong. My father is so infatuated with his new wife that he only sees her. Is this normal at all?

"Alexandra, wipe up this spill on the floor." Who is she to address me like that? That bitch!

"Do I look like a maid to you, maybe you are a slut who caught a rich man, and you thought that you are a queen and that I will be your servant, but soon I will show you who I am, neither will my father stand next to you, he doesn't see what kind of person you really are, but I will do everything to make him open his eyes and see the evil that lives with us." He made me feel like I was nobody and nothing, he slapped me.

"Don't talk to her like that, have respect for my wife, if you don't I will have to take all possible measures to discipline you. Apologize to her." What is wrong with him.

"I will never apologize to her. You forgot that I am an adult, and I make my own decisions. She is nobody to me." I answered him rudely and started walking towards the door from his office.

"We'll see about that." This plastic figure next to him is snickering at me. She is so disgusting, where are my father's eyes. Can't he see what she looks like.

The only good thing about all this is that I have my own apartment and that I don't live with them. He can threaten me as much as he wants, I'm not afraid of him.

I stopped to get a coffee before going back to my company because right now only coffe can calm me down and my company to forget about everything from before. This is all so bad.

I took my coffee and left the cafe. My company is right across the road, which is good for me, I don't have to go anywhere with my car because I don't feel particularly well to drive my car.

Aaaaah!

I fell on the road because some fool drove his car into me and braked in time, but my coffee spilled. Does he know how to drive?

I got up from the road and first I looked angrily at the driver who was standing motionless in the car, but not even a second had passed when a man got out who almost made my eyes fall out. I have to admit that I haven't seen such an attractive man in a long time. His black hair and hairstyle are something perfect with his face, beautiful green eyes that are not like any other, but there is something dangerous and interesting in his eyes. His demeanor is as if he is some kind of king who rules the whole world. It looks like he exercises every day even though I can't see much from the coat that covers everything.

I stared at him so much that I didn't even realize he was standing right in front of me. So close.

"It would be good if you changed your driver, because I don't think he can see well. He almost killed me." I did not see any reaction on his face, he remained cold and serious. Asshole.

"As far as I can see, you have no brain." I slapped him. How can he say that to me. I didn't think, I just did it. I'm already angry enough from the whole day.

"Disgusting creature. It's hard to say you're human." As soon as I said that, he grabbed my hand tightly, on the verge of breaking it.

"Do you know who I am?" He asked me like I want to know who he is. Does it matter who he is?

"I don't think you're important and famous enough that I need to know you at all, are you?" I withdrew my hand and took a step back.

"You will pay for this." He turned his back to me and went back to his car. I picked up my bag from the floor, threw the rest of the coffee on his car and crossed the road. Who is he to tell me that I don't have a brain, what is he thinking, asshole.

Of course, all attractive and beautiful men have a disgusting character like him. This man will remain alone for the rest of his life.

I entered my company, but my assistant immediately came to me. What now.

"Jessy, what happened?" I can see from her facial expression that something is not right. New problem, like I do not have any.

"Mr. Romero called and said that you have to participate in the dinner that he organized today at eight o'clock in the evening." What is Barbie inventing again? This dinner is her doing. That crazy barbie.

"Why?"

"Miss Romero, he didn't tell me why." I can assume it's because of her.

"Alright, get back to your work." I went into my office and just sat on my chair. I can't even think straight from all this nonsense. I can't even turn to my mother to help me, because she is even worse than my father. She and her rich new husband, Jason, who is ten years younger than her. Jason is thirty-five years old and my mother Beatrice is forty-five. My father and that barbie of his are the comedy of life. My father Sebastian is fifty years old and that disgusting Laura is thirty years old. I don't know what's going on, but I think I have to get away from them, I don't want to be close to such a crazy family. My sisters Maya and Valeria are also studying in another country. They ran away from all this, while I, the youngest, stayed here. I can't leave here when I have my company. Until the business starts expanding, I have to stay here, when we grow a little more, then I will move somewhere else at the first opportunity.

I entered the restaurant where the dinner was arranged, and I headed towards our table, which we always have for such dinners. My father's will, like we need to have the same table in a restaurant just for us, but people do everything for money.

"My beautiful daughter you came, what a surprise, I thought you wouldn't." I see that nothing has changed in a few hours.

"The last dinner with you, so then I thought why not." I answered him seriously. I can't even fake a smile.

"Welcome Adriano." My father said to the person standing behind me. What is going on?

I turned my head and looked at the person behind me. Now I'm furious.

"What are you doing here?"

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