Prolouge
Prologue
Ariana’s pov 8:00 pm
Waking up from my bed, I entered the living room to see my dad and my uncle sitting in the living room discussing something serious. I went and sat beside my dad and listened to what they were talking about.
They were talking about their business and other stuff about the document they need. It was boring.” Heyy sweetie, how was your day?” the man in his 60s asked. “Yes, dad, it was great!.” I said and hugged my dad tightly. He hugged me back. “Woww. what a dad and daughter love, I better take a pic of this.” Uncle mike giggled and took a pic on his phone.
“Of course, she is my daughter and I love her more than anything,” Dad said and broke the hug. “Haha, dad we are making uncle jealous,” I said. “Hahaha yes, we are,” Dad replied. “Ok uncle and dad, I have little work to do. I’m going to my room.”
I went out of there and entered my room. Threw my bed in the corner and jumped laying on my bed.
Life was pretty boring and depressing for me. My dad is the CEO of the biggest company in Milan. I lost my mother. When I was about 6, my dad’s enemies entered the house and attacked us. All of my dad’s enemies are searching for me, so... I have lost interest in going outside.
It’s like I’m the world’s most wanted criminal, but a CEO’s daughter lol. That’s how my life is… I’m an artist, I draw whenever I get bored and to kill time. Slowly, it became a hobby and now a profession for me.
Art is something I love doing. I draw whatever I see and my feelings and anger. My therapist recommended it to me when I was young.
I got up and entered the bathroom and turned on the tap, and stood infront of the shower as the warm water hit my skin. Closing my eyes, I allowed myself to get soaked in the water as my hands moved toward my stomach. I touched it. There was a scar.
“How could I forget this scar? It changed my whole life….”
