I hate to love you, Mr CEO - 2

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e my first advent to this mansion. Yet the solicitude doesn't feel welcoming anymore. Suddenly the house felt empty and deserted. The cooks and the serving

wsy and with the passage of time my eyelids close automatically. Resting on the sofa of the drawing hall, I

ning. Who will drop me at the school? As I was finishing my last quarter of the breakfast in utter seclusion the door bell

d away the crazy feeling swiftly. He was just acting well and I am not foolish like my mom to fall for his ways. I begin to ch

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ish there was not even a trace of him in the house. I wait for him the whole day and ask

ol. In the evenings I would finish my homework, have dinner, take bath, brush my teeth and go to bed. The maids and cooks spoke to me

t him. Why did he leave me and mom to die in

as half way done viewing the movie when I could hear the entrance door screech open and in walked my dad wobbling over to the sofa on the porch. I c

o walk properly? Is

He struggles to speak natural, trying hard not to give me his drunken view. "Princess, go to your room and rest. You are not supposed to see me like this." He state

sorry look. Raising his hand he tries to wipe away my tears when I hear the opening of the

lief. She waddles in her steps towards dad but he pushes her away immediately. "I told you a thousand times not to get inside the house. My daughter is now residing here." He speaks to her firmly trying to get rid of his drunkenness. "But Ro

because of this little mutt. I will see to it that this bijou hound gets out of this house very soon." She screams with her

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ng hands and called the security while she was blabbering her way out. In a matter of few seconds the security took over the charge and she w

n in this world upon whom I can have my back. I didn't like to see him helpless and immobile. I always saw him to be very strong, energetic and a powerful person. He is the superman

but every time my eyes felt drowsy, I dreamt the defenceless picture of my dad struggle a midst of dangerous people. Never am I going to let my dad lose the battle. I will stand by his

t couldn't drowse because of the stench of alcohol oozing from his body. I try to get rid of the irritable feel

He freezes ones I call him endearingly and immediately takes care of my requirement. Dragging himself out of the bed the shower starts to work in the bathroom inst

ng sandalwood scent and close my eyes

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m awake. My dad had the best smile in the world. His eyes were forest green always covered with spectacles. His perfect black hair was invariably gelled and combed to perfection with a few strands of grey here and there. I could see the platin

oked bad and evil just like witch in the Cinderella movie." I give him my distasteful face clearly showing him my repugnance. He turned back to look at me with guilt embracing his features. He sits beside me and c

y head to look at him with expectancy. He smiles looking at me. His large fingers gently wipe away my tears. "Daddy forgives you princess but on that day daddy felt very sad. I love both of you so much princess. I did not betr

in affliction and burst into tears which couldn't be controlled anymore. He quickly lifts me off the bed and places me on his lap. Hugging me tight he whispers "daddy will never drink and will behave well. It'