Chapter XVIII: Pain

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Weiss' POV

That didn't work on me, not one bit... that bozo thinks he can trick me with that pathetic disguise... I've seen that monster's face too much times to have it etched out of my memory simply by time alone. And no wig or makeup is going to change my view in this boy.

Me: Can I be excused for a moment father.

I asked, my so-called father dismissively waved me off as he continued talking to another nearby woman. I got up and walked quickly to where I had seen Y/N go, somewhere near the washrooms I presumed. People complimented me politely while I passed them, seeing as I was the heiress. But I had no time to waste, that boy meant trouble wherever he went. Disaster always follows, either an explosion, an attack or a murder. He has to be stopped,

I found him about to enter the kitchen, probably another phase of another plan of his, I grabbed his hand firmly. Dragging him against his will to a secluded area.

Y/N: Oh no, did I do something wrong?

He asked. I didn't listen, I just kept dragging him until we came to a clearing.I then tossed him into the wall.

Me: I may not have my weapon with me right now. But I'll threaten you with my fists if I have to!

Y/N: P-please Madame, you're scaring me.

I shoved him against the wall in anger. Not thinking about the fact that even with his superb acting skills, he sounded suspiciously how could I say this... not like Y/N.

Me: I know what you're hiding! You've killed so many... no more! I shall not allow this to go any further!

The boy began shouting, not at me. But for help.

Y/N: Help! Someone help! This lady is trying to hurt me!

Me: What are you playing at?

I asked, bewildered by his close to perfect acting skills.

Y/N: Get away from me! You crazy woman! I haven't done anything wrong!

He screamed desperately. I then heard the sounds of multiple running feet eminent behind me. I turned and saw a few dozen chefs along with some of the partygoers standing behind them, trying to comprehend what was wrong, my blood ran cold as I saw a tall white-haired man, which had to be my father pushing his way through the crowd, only to see his daughter and a kneeling waiter below her pleading for his life.

Lilith's POV

Getting in was the easy part, but now finding Y/N in this heap of rich people was something else entirely. Plus the chocolate fountain was a bit of a distraction for me, sugary, spice but not too nice, gave my sweet tooth a bit of a run.

That was when I heard Y/N's voice calling out in the hallways. Many chefs began exiting the kitchen, as well as a few rich chaperones and onlookers entering the clearing. I quickly gave chase to them and followed to the alleged scene.

I gave way to the infamous Mr. Schnee as he made his way through the vast crowd. I silently gasped to myself as I saw my Y/N cowering in fear before that bitch Weiss Schnee. Even though he's not the boy he'a supposed to be, seeing him in this weak state was almost heartbreaking for me. Mr. Schnee grunted and grabbed his daughter violently by the ponytail and muttered something to himself, before leading her out of the hallway, further away I could hear him scolding her hard.

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