The Marcelo Men

Chapter Three

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Augustria's P.O.V

I heard him before I saw him. Big, hard steps and the smell of smoke arose as he neared closer to me. My brain yelled for me to go inside and dress accordingly but my body refused to move. He moved to stand next to me and I didn't bother turning my head to see what he looked like.

"So your the little one my fathers told me all about, have a name?" His voice was rhythmic but I knew he was trouble. I tried to hide my fear from voice as I knew all about this man. Axel Marcelo, 21 and technically my step son. He was to be my body guard and so wherever I went. He went.

"Would of thought your father told you all about me" our gazes where still on the rising sun

"He did, just wanted to make sure I have the right bitch" his words were harsh and I fought back tears as I felt my eyes begin to well up

"Augustria Rye"
"Age?"
"19"
"Gender"
"What are you playing at Axel" I turned to face him, folding my arms securely on my chest

"So he told you about me too did he" hesitant at first, he turned to face me shoving his hands into his pockets. He was pale, dark hair styled up as his grey eyes studied my dark brown ones.

"He told me your name and age, and that you were the bastard he choose out of his other children"
"I was forced into this home after getting into too much trouble at the adoption agency, so apparently sending me to the only parent alive of mine was the best option. And look where it's lead me. A beautiful girl who is now the whore to my old man" a smirk grew on his face, I slapped him hard before running off, he quickly chased after me and caught my wrist

"That wasn't very lady like, I think I deserve an apology?" His look, cold as was his hands. I trembled under his touch as I had received enough torture from certain people

"I'm not a whore" I spat at him as I felt the tears roll down my cheeks, he looked right about ready to slap me, but he simply let go and I took off into my room, slamming the door shut and bursting out into tears.