Chapter 74 Past

• Everyone, from the staff to the Don's men were tired of the bickering, screams, the fights, and the mess. The only time those two stopped was when they were asleep or one of them was out of the house. Not even the Don's presence could get them to settle down. They'd go off in front of him despite knowing how explosive his anger was. Not that he cared. The girls could kill each other and he would ask for a glass of whiskey or brandy. Sometimes it was as if they were invisible to him. No one understood why he didn't bother separating them. Especially since one of them wasn't his biological daughter.
• Dara, who had worked in the mansion the longest, had told them how the Don neglected his oldest daughter from the moment she was born. He had been looking forward to having a son, you see but after he found out it was a girl, he'd lost interest. "I don't care what you do with her. Just make sure she grows up fast. I might have use for her later" he'd said. That meant, Marianna Lombardi grew up alone, under the care of strangers who came and went, depending on her father's mood. She didn't know love. No one taught her the difference between good and bad. Wrong and right. All she knew was that whatever she wanted, she got.
• A new dress? Her father sent several custom-made pieces for her to choose from. Shoes? She got the most expensive ones. Toys, food, and at some point, she could even snap her fingers. Make her driver, nanny, or bodyguard disappear. Even when she asked for a friend to play with, her father had gotten her one. To her, everything was expendable. So she didn't believe she was wrong and there was no way she would allow the friend her father had bought for her to contradict her. For some reason, it set her off. And after some time, everything Carina did annoyed her. But not once did she ask the Don to send her away. Not when she could have fun playing tricks on her and watching the way she reacted.