Bella's POV.
With that lousy, frustrated face I returned back to my mansion where my dad was waiting with a rifle in his hand. I was already fed up with this shitty contract marriage which forbids me from having affairs with other men. Yeah, I'm a bad girl.
If I did anything slutty, my dad will be the first to shoot me dead. I know this for sure because right now my dad was pointing his rifle at me.
I barely entered the hall room and got to see his pissed off face.
"Bella, Where were you for two days and nights? Have you got no shame? Were you perhaps playing with men naked in the clubhouse?"
Yeah that's how mafia dads talk with their daughters who have been a whore for their whole life. In the world's eyes, my dad was a respected chairman Austin Dior, a billionaire who loves his daughter blindly.
But who knows how he has treated me since my childhood. He neglected me and handed me in care of Lucas. Not a maid, not a nanny but a male bodyguard. I glanced at my mom who was staring at me like I was her sin. My mother was no good woman or mother to me.
She was so into mafia novels that she married my dad at first sight to fulfill her fantasies. I was a product of my parents' one-night stand after that my dad decided to marry my mother. Coming from a super rich household my mother never bothered to even touch me because kids are usually dirty. That's what she thought of me, I'm kinda thankful to god that my mother can't give birth to any more kids.
Because of some reasons and that's why I am the sole heir to my dad's business. They might pretend to be loving parents but deep inside I know what exactly their fake pride is.
Selling their daughter for three years to make connections with an American billionaire and gain more profits was none other than an investment plan.
"What? You want to kill me? Go on, Dad!'' I carelessly said as I got seated on the sofa, right in front of my dad. Crossing my legs on top of the table, I glanced at my dumb mom.
"Are my in-laws gone? Sorry I couldn't see them off because of my busy schedule!"
"What busy schedules do you have? Seeing off your in-laws was much important than your so-called busy schedules of fucking around with men!" My dad scowled, pressing the tip of his rifle onto my forehead.
A sly smirk pulled on my lips, seeing how pathetic my dad was. Pretending to be unaware of my affair with Lucas. To tell you a secret, my dad has caught me countless times having sex with Lucas yet he turns blind eyes.
"Dad enough. I don't know what you mean by fucking around with men but I was literally caught up in some gangsters' fights. Some gangsters attacked Brother Theodore's men in the clubhouse," I replied, sliding my dad's rifle away from my forehead.
If it weren't for Lucas to come on time, I couldn't have made it alive. In the attack I even lost my phone and handbag.”
"Did you see the face of anyone who dared to attack Theodore's men?"
Seeing my dad getting curious, I thought of playing along.
"Yes, I saw his face. He was Xavier Hill himself, the underworld Mafia Boss of DarZ group."
"How did you know that?" My mom interrupted me. She was an obsessed fan of Xavier Hill, the mysterious Mafia boss who was feared by everyone. No one had seen his face but heard that he was a super handsome man with tattoos all over his chest and arms.
"Because I had slept with him once before my marriage."
I bluntly replied, turning the faces of Dad and Mom towards me. Their jaws dropped open in shock as they both glanced at each other.
"You are really shameless. I'm embarrassed to have a daughter like you," my dad sighed, leaving the hall room.
"Bella, why would you do that? You shouldn't get involved with such a dangerous man like Xavier Hill. He is known..."
"Mom," I cut off my mom's lecture in the middle and said," I never asked you why you have fetishes about Mafia men but if I'm having the same you are lecturing me. Why?"
To which I received a hard, resounding slap across my face. My right cheek burnt like hell as I felt the sharp needles piercing through it. This wasn't the first time I had gotten slapped by mom.
"You are now married so behave like a decent wife. After you complete your final semester this year, Mr Caspar Mcadam will come to take you back to New York," my mother says.
"I'll not go. You can beat me as much as you want but I don't want to stay with that so-called impotent husband!"
"What did you say?"
"I said I don't want to stay with an impotent husband who doesn't know how to fuck his wife. I need fucking sex in my daily life to feel alive," I shouted aggressively at my mother and pointed out my middle finger at her.
Yes, I'm a very spoiled daughter of a rich Dior household. I like embarrassing my parents for treating me poorly. I will never forgive them, what I am today is because of my parents' carelessness.
I rushed upstairs to my room before my mom hit the other side of my face. Slamming the door closed, I threw myself on the bed and let the tears roll down my eyes.
***
An hour later, one of the maids informed me that my friends were waiting downstairs. I looked at the time, oh it was freaking 8:30 am, the weekends are over. I got up and immediately changed into my college uniform which was a short skirt and crop-top shirt, and a loosely hanging tie.
I put on my heels and carried a leather bag, walking downstairs I hugged my friends and went out. Although those were just leechers who are sticking with me because I'm a golden spoon. Otherwise I didn't really have a true friend.