The Perfect Lie [Diabolik Lovers]

Chapter 2: Secret Plan

Recap:

And even though it's been 8 years since that day, no one found out, and I intended to keep it that way.

Chapter 2: Secret Plan

"Ayano, shouldn't you get ready soon? the Mukamis are excepting you soon." father turned to me with concerning eyes.

"Hai, I'll go a pack my stuff up." I said with a polite smile and a light, high voice.

Because I lied so much, I could see through all the lies that came toward me.

Like when father said the Sakamakis and the Mukamis were his distant relatives, I could see the waver in his eyes, those were orders told by a higher position.

I did research on the Sakamakis and the Mukamis, turns out, there quite infamous. Many people believe that their responsible of the missing of many teenage women. Though there was no solid evidence.

The Sakamakis were the blood related sons of Tougo Sakamaki, a millionaire. And the Mukamis were the adopted sons of Tougo.

I was in deep thought until I reached my bedroom door. I already packed most of my things and all that was left was the empty dresser, the bed, and the soft white rug.

Everything seemed so empty.

I looked at my reflection from the floor length mirror that stood next to my closet.

My reflection showed a 17 year old girl with a curvy body, (I kept my chest wrapped, it tended to get in the way of my clothing) with long purple hair that went to my thighs. I always styled it long, except I would always get the top layer of my hair and tie it together, adding a bit more volume. I wore a plastic black headband that was about three inches wide, and sparing my hair that was near the front of my ear, framing my pale, heart-shaped face. My ruby red eyes were framed with black eyelashes that fluttered every now and then. My baby pink lips were put into a permanent polite smile.

On my neck, I wore a black chocker that was covered by the collar of my dress. My dress went to my mid thigh and had a skirt and a mini jacket that went to my rib cage, both black, and adored with lace at the edges. On the bottom I wore black thigh socks that were stretchy and thin, with low black heels that had straps to keep from falling, just in case I needed to run.

On my fingers, I had several rings. On my left pointer finger, a ring that covered my whole finger that was made out of silver and had rubies embedded into it. On my right pinky finger there was a gold band, the only thing I had left when I was seven and all alone on the streets. I gambled with it, earning more money, and the ring always staying on my finger. the final ring was on my right middle finger, it was a simple ring with a thin silver band and a deep red garnet on the middle. My nails were always painted a sparklingly black color and were slightly sharp.

Inside my jacket, there was a hidden pocket, where I always had stowed away 40 small knives (20 on each side) dipped in lethal poison. And I never missed my aim.

Turning away from my reflection, I lifted the mattress of my bed, collecting a envelope that was extremely thick and full of money.

If father thought I was going to go to some complete strangers house with a genuine smile on my face, like Yui did, he was wrong.

I could sense something was terribly wrong and my inner sense told me not to go to the Mukami mansion.

This money was all the fortunes I had gambled my life for. And inside was about $500,000 dollars. I had collected more, but to survive I had to use some.

My plan was set and I intended it to work. I put the envelope next to my hidden knives, grabbed my luggage, and checked my reflection a second time, sticking the smile upon my frown.