Chapter 1: The Beginning
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"Hazel come on!"
"You f*cking scumbag! Don’t you dare approach me! "
"Oh, come on, Hazel, your sister wouldn’t know. We’ll keep everything under wraps."
His face began to change into that horrible maniac’s look. No, not just a maniac, but a freaking psychopath! He forcefully grabbed my chin and tried to kiss me, but I spit my saliva on his face, making him to slap my face hard.
Because of his strength, I tumbled to the ground. My bottom lip has been cut by that single slap, and I can immediately taste the blood.
"Hazel, I’m not playing your game!”
He ran over to me, ripping my shirt and pushing me to the ground. I tried to push over him, but he was already on top of me, and his physique is far larger than mine, so he fully outweighed me.
He’s gazing at me full of malice, and I can tell by his expression, he’s eager to devour me!
I tried everything I could to push him away from me and poured all of my energy into kicking the most essential part of his body with my knee.
"Kukkk! You b*tch! "
Because of the discomfort, he instantly clutched into his. As a result, I attempted to rise and flee from him. Fortunately, I was able to reach the table and grab the rifle, which I pointed at him.
“If you take another step, I’m going to shoot you in the head!”
When I shouted that, I was enraged! He then asked me to put down the gun in an attempt to calm me down.
“Why should I bother? So, you’re free to harass me once more? Aaron, I’m not stupid.”
I watched him shudder in terror, as if he thought he was about to die. He must have realized I wasn’t joking when I told him I’d shoot him in the head. But he’s a total i***t.
"I told you I’d shoot you in the head if you took another step."
It’s finished! It’s finally over! It boggles my mind that he would do such a thing to me! There’s blood on the floor and on the wall, and I’m covered in it.
"HAZE! What have you done? "
When my sister came, she was gazing at Aaron’s body, which was bathed with his own blood.
“What was I supposed to do when he tried to r**e me?!”
I yelled at her, enraged! She’s staring at me as if I’m the one to blame.
“Haze, I’m serious! Did you consider your options before killing him? Aaron is the Ramsin Group’s successor. You should know what this means: war,” she says
I’m f*cking astonished by her seriousness when she stated those words! Is that all she had on her mind? To avert war, she’s urging me to let that insane lunatic r**e me? With a frigid expression on my face, I stared her in the eyes.
I had no idea my own sister would do such a thing to me. Not a single time. This is the first time she has made me feel betrayed.
"Christine, what is my age?" With no emotion in my voice, I asked her.
She was ready to say something, but I interrupted her and kept talking.
“Christine, I’m f*cking 12! And you’re just concerned about war? Woah! What happened to your younger sister? All of a sudden, I vanished?”
“Look Haze...”
“Don’t say anything to me, and don’t put your face in front of me ever again. I’m afraid I’m going to kill you with my own hands.”
I rushed out of the house after telling her how I felt, only to find the butler waiting outside.
“Princess, Hazel. Are you all right?”
I jumped into the car and slammed the door shut, telling him to drive home without waiting for my sister, who, I assumed, would take care of everything. He drove the car with a nod.
I hurried to my room to take a shower when we finally returned home.
I didn’t even take off my clothing before entering the shower! I slammed my fist at the wall many times.
Urgh! So, disgusting! I’m about to puke just thinking about what occurred!
My hands began to shake, and tears streamed down my cheeks! What a torturous day it’s been! I’m no longer able to think clearly!
All I wanted to do was weep all night.
Knock, knock, knock, knock, knock, knock, knock, knock, knock
Three knocks on my door jolted me awake in the shower. I didn’t answer to the maid, but she instructed me to descend and go to supper. Father and the others were already waiting.
I carefully groomed myself and dressed in a typical manner. I pulled my bank book and a few credit cards from my hidden box and put them in my pocket before leaving my room.
They were already waiting for me as I entered the dining room. I was ready to proceed to my seat when my father gave me a hefty slap on my left cheek.
“How long do you intend to let us wait! You useless child.”
He was enraged. I didn’t bother asking him any questions nor even attempt to speak to him. I mean, I get it.
Instead, I walked right by him and took the knife off the table. With a disturbed tone, my mother asked me what I was doing as I walked around the table playing with the knife.
“Do you know how old I am, Father and Mother?”
They both stared at me, perplexed, as if they couldn’t answer a simple question.
“Don’t be shy, father, and tell me precisely how old I am.”
I sat alongside my sister and gazed at my parents with both of my hands intertwined.
“Seriously? Oh, sister, why don’t you just give them my precise age. I’m certain you didn’t forget in such a short period of time, did you?
Her shoulders trembled, and I can see she’s afraid and perplexed by my actions.
“T-twelve years old.”
“Ding-dong-deng! Correct. I’m just twelve, in case you forgot, father and mother. I was twelve years old when I was subjected to a despicable monster who almost r***d me. You seem more anxious about a battle with the Ramsin Family than about your own blood, based on your reactions. So, where did Hazel Rashen vanish to? Why did she vanish into the Rashen household so quickly? What do you think?”
This is really absurd! Take a look at their faces; they disgust me. My father who treated me as a useless tool and mother who neglected all of her duties as a mother can’t even look at me.
My parents were stunned as I moved closer to my sister and stabbed the knife into the table.
“Didn’t I tell you not to show your face to me anymore? Do you really want to die?” I stated it without hesitation, and I heard my mother use her strongest voice for the first time.
“Hazel Rashen! What’s this attitude you’ve got going on here?”
“Oh, my goodness, I had no idea Hazel Rashen was still alive. Is she still alive?”
I didn’t anticipate my parents to be concerned about me because they didn’t care about me in the first place, but Christine was. I’ll admit that I’m dissatisfied.
“Hazel Rashen!” Dad is quite enraged. I see him staring at me with those authoritative eyes.
“Don’t even mention my name! I have no recollection of having a family. That Hazel Rashen, died five days ago while you were all here doing your own thing, just so you know. She was all alone in that hut, waiting for you to come to her rescue. I’ll say it again: your daughter died!”
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