KING DAMIEN MELTING HIS COLD HEART

Aria POV

I picked my shoes and tiptoed out the door , I had to be really quiet so I won’t wake them up .

I slowly opened the gate leading to the stables .

“Hey Silvia.” I smiled rubbing my horse , it neighed .

“Shh!, we have to be quiet so we won’t get caught.”

I gently removed the rope and walked her outside .

The morning was just dawning , everywhere was so quiet .

Please God , keep them fast asleep.

I succeeded in getting out of the mansion’s gate .

I grinned and climbed on Silvia .

“Hiya!” I rode her to our favorite place .

Silvia has been my best friend as long as I can remember and surprisingly she’s the only thing they haven’t taken away from me .

She was gifted to me by my Nana when I was five .

My eyes watered , I miss her so much .

She was the only member of my family that treated me like I was really human .

Well she and Simon.

Simon is my Older cousin who lives with us , he’s my dad dead brother’s only son , but Dad loves him just like his own son.

I live with my family in the Romano mansion located next to the big ranch.

I’m not sure whether I can consider them my family though cause of the way they treat me.

My mother died when I was just four years old , I don’t really remember her much .

My dad got remarried to Mom or as she prefers I call her , Ma’am Celine.

She has never accepted me as her daughter and she made it so clear that she doesn’t even like me .

and sadly my dad doesn’t like me much either , he accuses me of killing my mother and that I was a bad luck child .

I always cried myself to sleep anytime he says that .

My mom died in an accident , It was just me and her in the car but I survived , so I was told .

I have just two step sisters , they are ma’am Celine children .

Martina and the youngest , the baby of the house — Paola , But i call her my little Paolita.

Paola is so cute and small even though she’s five .

I love her so much and she loves me .

We have a special bond , maybe because I practically raised her .

Martina is the first daughter of Ma’am Celine and also my Dad’s favorite daughter.

She’s exactly like her mom .

Rude, arrogant and proud.

She also treats me so badly , she doesn’t consider me as her sister at all .

She’s 22 and she’s in college but she goes from home .

I remember begging my dad to enroll me in college but he refused , he stopped my education at just high school , which I was home-schooled.

I have a passion for arts , I Love painting and drawing .

I also loved to sing , But ma’am Celine and Martina mock me all the time , they say I have a really bad voice , so I don’t even bother singing anymore.

I had small painting equipments and a painting board .

Simon got them for me as presents for my 15th birthday.

But the moment Simon left the house that day , Ma’am Celine took everything and burnt them .

Simon is really nice to me . He treats me well and considers me his little sister .

He’s also very protective of me.

He stands up to Ma’am Celine and Martina sometimes when they treat me badly .

The only person he can’t really face is Dad , but he tries his best .

Recently , Dad sends him on so many Mafia errands.

He’s presently in Mexico.

I feel so sad because I can’t even talk to him , I have no phone .

He left me in the mercy of the people I call my family .

I don’t know why they hate me so much .

all my life , all I have ever done is try to fit in , I try so hard so they can accept and treat me like one of their own.

Maybe I understand Ma’am Celine resentment towards me , I’m not her biological daughter , but what of Dad , I’m his daughter for God’s sake!.

I wiped the tears rolling down my cheeks and sat on the swing .

I’m never allowed to leave the mansion .

So I always sneak out to come here so early in the morning to enjoy the serenity and the view , then I return back before they wake up.

I found out about this place the first time I tried to escape .

I shut my eyes trying not to remember the horrible scene that followed when I got caught .

I was just 16 , I couldn’t take the ill-treatment any longer .

I remember that night , they had guest , I was so sick but Ma’am Celine insisted on me serving them , I cooked all the meals and prepared everything .

We have servants but I consider myself one of them .

I sleep in the servant quarters and work non-stop in the mansion , even on the ranch and stables .

They made sure I always had work to do , not that I care though , I actually love it .

I practically grew up with the servants , they were the ones that actually treated me like i was family .

The head-worker – Ma’am Serena , is like a real mother to me.

She has been working for us for as long as i can remember.

She loves me so much .

Her son , Matteo , is a friend to Simon , he works on the Ranch .

He’s also like a senior brother to me .

I feel so loved and welcomed when I’m with them .

*flashback*

My head throbbed so badly , my eyes felt dizzy and the plates I held on my hands suddenly slipped , I heard the crashing noise.

“You stupid girl , you can’t even do one thing right!” Ma’am Celine yelled as she slapped me .

She dragged me to the kitchen ,

“You wait here , I swear I will deal with you this night , Little scum.” She hissed at me and went back to attend to her guests.

I knew I would be a dead meat if I wait there , she would beat me up to a pulp , so I did the only thing my mind could think of .

I escaped through the back door and ran away , I got outside the ranch and I kept running .

Then I saw the torchlights and heard voices , my dad had sent his men to look for me , I gulped .

I hid behind the big tree opposite the swing hoping it would shed me from them as I couldn’t run further .

but I was unlucky , they saw me .

“Please! Please! Let me go , please don’t take me back there!.” I screamed as I struggled to get out of their hold.

I was taken back home forcefully .

The look my dad had in his eyes was fierce , he looked at me with so much hatred as he brought out the horse whip and gave me several strokes on my back.

*Flash back ends *

I touched my back , the scars are still there .

I sniffed , then I noticed the day was already getting brighter .

Oh no , no! , I should have gotten home earlier!

I panicked and quickly got on Silvia .

I decided to take the tarred road , meant for cars , they weren’t any cars anyways .

But all of a sudden , I saw a car approaching and it was On a high speed , I lost control of Silvia and before I knew it , I landed on the ground and blackened out.