Naughty Woman
Naughty Women Season2_ Past 1
It may be true what people say that the bitter past is hard to forget. Even that trauma will come up with its own. A bitter past and trauma are an inseparable couple.
Clarissa 😥😥
*Black On Flash
Pov Clarissa's
I was exactly ten years old today, raised by my father, Johan Keddrix. My father is in the business of Property and Architects. Since I was a child, I've been used to drawing books and color pencils, I've always seen my father draw buildings, towering high-rise buildings, and I've always imitated the way my father draws them.
My mother died while giving birth to me and I was raised by my father and his men. My father is the head of all the famous mafia groups in this city, Dragon Red. My grandfather used to lead and since my grandfather there is not all his power in the expert bequeath to my father. I from childhood was used to fighting, running away from the enemy, it was a fun thing at that time. But one morning it changed everything, fear, murder, betrayal and loss I've felt since that day.
" Good morning dad.." I said sitting on the dining table.
" Good morning princess.." My father always smiled at me, no matter what happened he would never show his gloomy face.
Dor !!! Dor!!! Dor!!! The loud gunfire made us immediately run to see him from inside the house.
" Dad should also hide don't face them alone.." I can only withdraw it and I know my ban is useless, my father will still come out to face the enemy on his own.
" Hurry up and call uncle antoni.." Dad got out so they wouldn't all go into the house. As for me who immediately went into the room hiding there, and immediately contacted uncle Antoni asking for help to help my father against the enemy who deliberately attacked our mansion.
The raw sound of the blow and the blow seemed inevitable now, I who slightly looked from the balcony of my room, peeked carefully, watching my father fight down there with his own. A swarm of enemies saw him did not make my father afraid or daunted, he still gallantly stood against himself. A voice that surprised me a lot from daydreaming, fear also appeared in my mind.
" It turns out that there's no doubt about your toughness in martial arts.." Said his enemy and the voice was no stranger to me.
" Basic traitor, the traitor family deserves to be destroyed here.." My father's voice rose and I became more and more curious about the man who turned his back on me.
" You will die in your own home and be seen by your little daughter.." His laughter gave me goosebumps, why I couldn't remember whose voice it was.
" We'll see what fucking Febri died here, you or me.." I was surprised that my father mentioned his name, I did not expect that Febri uncle who was behind all this, it was appropriate from yesterday he always asked about the security of my house.
Damn I was fooled under the guise of a family that would deliberately kill my own father, I'll make sure you have nothing against my father's strength that so casually paralyzes your men who now only live his body scattered in my house*.