Why does she look so mystical, like a fairy from a fairytale.Eyes that sparkle like stars at night.A smile that light up the dark.A skin that defines purity.And a face that demands adoration.Why does her mere Presence fill so magical.Why does my heart flutter when we meet eyes.AND WHEN THE HELL DID I TURN INTO A POET".
BYRichard Monroe
PROLOGUE
Richard’s POV
SLAP!!.
The sound of my father's hand connecting with my face resounded around the living room, but it barely stung.
“How dare you go against me?” Daniel’s eyes were blazing, staring at me, but I didn't care.
All my life, I have never felt the kind of warmth, I feel in heart at this moment. I never felt the love of my parents or anyone, and now when someone decided to do what they couldn't, they want to take that away from me.
Not happening.
I was about to answer back when I felt a pair of soft hands clinging to me. “Mani”
Mani is the only reason I will ever have to smile and I won't let such a greedy couple to take her away from me. Never,
I know what I went through to get here.