LOGIN"Why are you so distant? Am I not attractive?" the girl asked in wonder. He didn't answer as he stared at her with the same cold unloving eyes. Those jet black orbs who pieces through the souls and seem to be deprived of live. "Why did you marry me then?" "I'm trying... I am not normal. I'm not like them." "But if you don't have feelings for me for real... I'm afraid it will be too late." "Just a little bit more Rei... Just love me. Probably things could have been different."
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"This is just a favor for me... Daughter. Just this once."
Father... Your one and only request could restrict me for the rest of my life... I wanna shout and retaliate. But who am I to say it? After all, my life had been lavish and free. Nevermind the luxury but my freedom always matters. I don't want to be restricted by anything just because of my title and clan. My father already given me the best in life I could ever had. After all he's right.
Just this once. He only asked only one favor. And that is to marry the son of the Director of the Andromeda Corporation... The unparalleled and leading business empire in coordination with my father's company.
"If you can't do the favor, it would drag down all of those I built. That man is so powerful.. And he personally told me you have to marry his son."
I love you father... I will do anything for you. I tried my best to smile in front of him.
"I will marry her father..." I responded in his request. I almost couldn't bear to say those words. I will marry her father... My tears are forming, as I try to imagine what will I be in that marriage. But I restricted myself. No, don't cry Alina. It's just a simple favor. Compared to all of your father's sacrifices for you... This is nothing.
"Father... I love you. I will do anything that you want." I held back all the emotions running through my head. No, don't down break here. Not here...
"Just tell me more about the matter Father... I have to attend a modelling session. See you later... Bye." I tried to sound as cheerful as I could. I quickly turned around because I felt the tears threatening to fall down.
My chest is unbelievably heavy and my there is a huge lump in my throat. As I quickly turned around, those tears I tried so hard to stop fell one by one. Without stopping. I got out of that room and without my Father witnessing... I let out all the tears I wanted to let out. You can't be too selfish Alina. Your father did everything for you. Just this once. Only this request... I tried to console myself with those words but that doesn't lessen the pain even just a little bit. Selena is right when she told me.
"When you're hurt, you can say all the good words and give all the good smiles. But you can't change the fact that you are hurt. You still feel it. There inside you. So just don't fake it. You're hurt? So be it."
You're right Selena. I just didn't experience this kind of pain before. Its just so hard to fake a smile when you badly want to break down right there at that moment. But it's alright. I'm an actress right? These kind of faking isn't new to me anymore. Just think of this as your sacrifice for your father. After all, I'm not doing this for nothing. For the sake of my Father, and all that he worked hard for.
What she didn't see is the moment she turned her back from his father is the remorse slowly showing at the face of that old, helpless man. Of course, who wouldn't be hurt? He knew his daughter is faking. He knew she was hurt. He knew she just want to please him. He knew she did it for the sake of his company. He knew exactly what she wanted to hide. But the most painful part is he couldn't even do anything for her.
"Forgive me, my daughter." And like a child whom had his candies taken, he wept like a child. Inside that room. He constantly muttered his apologies while weeping out loud. Alone and without anyone beside him. And how could he cry in front of his beloved daughter? Of course he couldn't...
He knew how soft hearted she is! He is willing to do anything for her. So while wiping his tears with his own arm...
And his tears continue to wet his arms... He constantly blame himself for being helpless.
And for taking away what her daughter value the most.
Her freedom.
Chapter 10: Rio HazeHis POVThere have been a spy.Nicholei is similar to me, he knows how I think. How I deliver words. And by the tone I used he probably got the hint that there have been a minor problem that I took care of."Yeah. It took me 2 weeks to realise." I answered."Woah. That's long." he seem amazed. Usually days it would take and I would know she's a spy."There is nothing detectable to her. She seems so ordinary to me. I underestimated her." I said while silently shaking my head."Alright. Leave it to me." he said and the line went off.I called my men and let them take care of the body. She's lucky I didn't have to torture her. I'm not in the damn mood. My wife suddenly slipped through my mind. How is she? Is she doing fine? No one in the company pressures her right?I sighe
His POVThere have been a spy.Nicholei is similar to me, he knows how I think. How I deliver words. And by the tone I used he probably got the hint that there have been a minor problem that I took care of."Yeah. It took me 2 weeks to realise." I answered."Woah. That's long." he seem amazed. Usually days it would take and I would know she's a spy."There is nothing detectable to her. She seems so ordinary to me. I underestimated her." I said while silently shaking my head."Alright. Leave it to me." he said and the line went off.I called my men and let them take care of the body. She's lucky I didn't have to torture her. I'm not in the damn mood. My wife suddenly slipped through my mind. How is she? Is she doing fine? No one in the company pressures her right? 
His POV<Friday>"I dont know why you wanted to marry her... Do you love her?"His majestic office looked the same as ever. Its been long since I last came here.It is a big office. No-it's more likely a throne. His chair is big and majestic. He holds a lot of power and this whole room is the reflection itself. It is decorated with classic European mottif. Monochromatic colors with touches of gold at the structure and displays. One of his favourites were the bronze head of a dragon. Here in China, the dragon is a symbol of power. King uses dragons to measure their power and strength. And my father, he surely is a king. Ruthless, powerful and unfathomable abilities,which I was able to surpass. So if he's a dragon, then what am I?The other side of his wall is covered with paintings. Mostly from auctions. Auctions are pret
Her POV"Won't you open up to me?"He looked up to me when I asked that question. He look so good but is terrifying at the same time. He seems to ponder about it a little bit before answering. "After what I've experienced, it's hard to trust someone again." I don't know if I saw it right but I saw his eyes flickered with pain. The pain is so real that I also felt it. He's hurting? Why? Is it real? Or is it only my imagination?"No matter how hard it is, I will do my best. You will trust me soon, and I will make you open up to me." my eyes showed pure determination while he looked at me in awe."You seem confident." he said. Aish, his words seems so expensive..."I am confident. Just give me time. " I smiled at him sweetly.After eating, I tidied the table and washed the dishes. I need to be free at all cost. I am to immersed in what I'm doin