The Don's Daughter: Love & Betrayal

Eighteen

Marianna

A few day's rest is exactly what I needed. Paulo still hasn't found out who poisoned my cake and De Luca won't bother because I'm fine and he has too much on his plate. The ass. I have a feeling this has something to do with Carina but I haven't done anything about it. She thinks she's too clever. Ever since we were young, she thought she was clever than me even though I've shown her time and again that she can't beat me.

If I find out she was behind this I'll definitely get back at her. Getting out of bed I move to stand in front of the closet mirror and look at myself. Although I feel better today, I don't look like it. My hair is all over the place, my skin paler than usual but thank God there are no dark circles under my eyes. I also think I've lost a bit of weight. Puking will do that to you. I threw up for three hours straight which made me wonder how pregnant women do this everyday. My throat is sore even though I stopped throwing up two days ago. For the millionth time I ask myself how she did it.

She claimed she was in her room all day which is true but then again who would want to hurt me except her? De Luca's men have no interest in me whatsoever. Well, unless you count wanting to fuck me. Most of them don't bother hiding that fact. Every time I go down for dinner or we're in the same room together, they end up leering at me, so much so that I have to leave because they make me uncomfortable. I'm used to men wanting me, that's something that has happened ever since my boobs grew out, but the looks I get from the men in this house are too much.

That also includes Carina's new boy toy. Although he doesn't leer at me, I've caught him a few times staring at me with a strange expression on his face. As if he's trying to get a read on me or something. His looks aren't sexual in any way but they do make me uncomfortable. Sometimes I feel like he's trying to see through me and succeeding. I wonder where she found him. He doesn't look like the kind of person who runs in our circle but he fits in nicely. I sense that under all that talk and acting stupid, he's hiding something. Since he's not my boyfriend and I don't know him, I really don't give a crap.

I'm about to head to the bathroom when the door opens and Carina walks in

"Ever heard of knocking before entering someone's room?"

"Why? Afraid I'll catch you whoring around with Paulo?"

"What do you want?" I ask ignoring that question. I have no time for judgemental little bitches like her.

"I came to borrow a pair of shoes. Black, high and expensive"

"I'm sorry but did I forget that we're sisters who normally get along and borrow things from each other or what?"

"It's just a pair of shoes. You have an entire closet back at home"

"So do you. Get out of my room"

"God, why do you always have to be such a selfish bitch?"

"Are you looking for another fight?" I widen my stance in a defensive way. I'm so ready for round two. Is she?

"Asshole. We leave at six. Padre wants to see us"

Uh, say what now? "What?" I thought that old fucker was abroad.

"Are you deaf? I said Padre wants to see us and no he's not abroad. Never was. Also you better have something to give him or you're dead" she adds with a wicked knowing smile then leaves.

A chill runs down my spine. I've been here for over a month and I have nothing. So much has been going on that I haven't had time to get anything from De Luca. Shit, this is bad. Like really bad. Padre has a way of getting his point across. If he thinks I'm not doing what he sent me here to do, there's no telling what he'll do. My heart is beating so fast because I'm scared. I don't know what he'll do this time. The lashes I got last time are nothing compared to previous punishments. Oh God, I think I'm going to throw up again.