MY LITTLE PRINCESS

MY LITTLE PRINCESS

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As soon as the maid opened the big front door of my mansion, a little girl appeared in front of me. She have messy blond hair and familiar blue eyes like mine but her face is more like an angel with her large round eyes unlike mine whose sharp and looks intimidating. I looked at my butler beside me, he looked confused. I also eyed the driver waiting for me outside who, in my surprise, averted his eyes. I looked back at the maids in line with an irritated look. This ungrateful brat dared to be in MY WAY! "Who the heck is this maggot's parents?!" I shouted. All the maids jumped in surprise and no one dared to look at me. With no one answering, I faced the child. "This is not an orphanage or police station, go back to where you came from!" Shooing the child in a disgusted tone. I really hate kids. The young girl just look at me with her big blue eyes and smiled. "Papa! Papa!" she shouts as she spread her arms hugging me. What the heck! Who is this child?!
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