The Mafia Lord's Heart

The girl slowly started to move away. Drops of blood flowed from his forehead and arms. Her eyes stared intently at the staff that had just injured her, right at that part of the face. A face he would always remember, a faint smile tucked into his lips with scars.

"In fact, she is not human!" screamed her heart.

Tears rolled down her already wet cheeks. Even his whole body was drenched.

Livia looked at her stepdaughter, Belle, with a sharp gaze and her hand was still tightly gripping the staff that had been filled with blood at the end.

The floor already had traces of blood. However, his heart was still not satisfied. Her frustration was still not fully vented. For a moment he thought, what further torture should he do to her stepdaughter.

Eleird had just returned from out of town after a business trip he had finished. At the edge of the shop, he faintly saw the figure of his daughter.

Eleird broke her reverie. That it's impossible, her daughter will eat on the side of the shop with a frightened face.

Eleird was about to spur the car away. The girl stood throwing away the bread wrapper in the trash not far from her. Eleird looked closely, it was his daughter. Eleird immediately got out of the car and approached Belle.

"Belle!" he called. How surprised Eleird was when he found that the girl eating on the outskirts was actually his daughter, from the first wife.

Suddenly he ran to hug his daughter tightly, instantly burst into tears. As if many things had happened to her, Eleird wiped away Belle's tears and brought her into the car.

Eleird went across the street to buy some water, then got back in the car and gave it to Belle.

"What happened, girl!" he asked. Eleird Placed her hand on Belle's head.

Belle drank the water his father gave her, "Shhkk, I-I'm hungry ...."

Eleird immediately started her car towards a restaurant. There he bought some food for Belle.

Eleird looked at her daughter's face as she ate ravenously, like someone who hadn't eaten for several days.

His heart eroded, wanting to know what happened to her daughter.

"Belle, what's wrong?" Eleird asked, "why are you eating at the side like just now? There's no food at home?" Belle cried again with sobs, she told everything that happened to her and her stepmother's attitude.

Only his father would listen to his complaints and cries.

He was mentally shaken and the jaw was getting more and more obvious. I don't know how long she hasn't eaten.

Eleird was silent, after her daughter finished eating she paid the bill and headed home. His fists were clenched ready to get home.

Arriving at home, he instead found his son Reval busy eating and laughing. They didn't think about Belle at all. Eleird sat on the sofa tightly gripping the jacket in her hands. Livia widened her eyes in disbelief when Belle came home with Eleird. However, she remains fully convinced that her husband will still blame Belle. What's more, Livia had given his a son who was ready to be his successor.

Belle and Reval went up to their respective rooms.

Livia approached Eleird and sat beside his, embracing the body gently.

Eleird stood up, the jacket she was holding also removed.

His hand, which had been hot earlier, slapped his wife's right cheek hard.

'Plakkk'

"You idiot ... how dare you do that to my daughter!" shouted Eleird to Livia, his wife.

"What are you doing ... you slapped me?" Livia snapped.

"From the beginning we made a deal, didn't you, and you also promised to take care of Belle like your child. But, your mouth is only full of lies!" he insisted. While holding Livia's right hand.

Reval, who had been peeking from behind his bedroom door, ran over to his parents. He tried to free his father's hands that were wrapped around his mother's veins.

"Let go, Mother innocent!" her little voice with tears.

Eleird released her grip, "Remember this carefully!" he said then entered the room closing the door loudly.

"Don't cry ...." whispered Reval hugging his mother.

Revenge in Livia's heart was already burning, she vowed to avenge all of this.

She hugged her child tightly and her eyes started to turn red, shedding tears.

The next morning, Belle came down with her father with a bag over her shoulder. Preparing to go to school. She walked behind his father towards the living room.

Livia gave Belle a sharp look at Belle who was behind Eleird, and then turned to prepare food for her son.

Eleird still hasn't forgotten the incident last night, he immediately took Belle to leave immediately.

However, he did not go straight to Belle's school, they took breakfast at Cafe D'Artio which was not far from their house.

The cafe owner knew Eleird and they were quite close.

The morning atmosphere of the cafe was still quiet the customer became warm.

Belle noticed how the cafe owner scolded his employees who came late. The cafe owner was very possessive and easily angry, he paid attention to every thing carefully and didn't miss anything.

"Baby, maybe it's true that at that time you shouldn't have remarried." said Eleird, "if this happens, come here and eat with this card."

Belle took the card that Eleird gave her, "Dad, why are you working so far away?"

"One day, Belle could know everything." said Eleird.

After finishing breakfast they left, Eleird escorted Belle to the front of her school gate. Before leaving Eleird also gave her daughter some money to buy her necessities.

Belle stared at his father's car that was getting away. He turned and walked into his school.

In the classroom corridor he meets Dahlia, her best friend since middle school.

Dahlia has a positive aura that instantly makes Belle feel happy. For an instant, Belle forgot everything.

When walking into class. A girl with messy clothes and candy in her mouth, accidentally bumped her arm towards Belle.

Belle just stared at Khaira who entered the class first. Khaira is also her friend since he was in middle school. They used to be very close and Khaira's attitude was not like this. Since entering high school he turned wild and a bully.

Teachers can't give a warning, or to just rebuke. Khaira's father is the school's 45% shareholder and even the principal is also her friend.

Belle sat on the bench with Dahlia. They were getting ready to start class even though the bell had not rung.

"Hey," called Khaira, "yesterday I went to the grave, suddenly I remembered your mother." Belle and Dahlia were silent. The shout was directed at them.

"Too bad, friend who has the same fate. Neither of them have a mother." continued Angel. Belle looked at her desk sadly.

Those words stabbed her mentally, even Dahlia was already crying. Belle gripped Dahlia's hand tightly. Trying to calm him down even though he himself was agitated.

"Yes, it really fits." ejected Khaira. Both of them laughed, laughing at Belle-Dahlia's life.

Dahlia lowered her head, still thinking about what Khaira and Angel had said. It really hurt her. What's more, he still can't accept that his mother is gone.