Chapter 37. The Dares

Ayana’s POV

The old man stops a step before me, his eyes bleeding immense hurt and wrath at me. They are an inferno of a combo of rage and hurt. His blood must be burning his veins. “Or else, I will give you more than you are looking for! I will disgrace you so much and expose all your cruelties to the world. Dare me, father!” I can feel my lips trembling as I challenge my own father, the same man that I never dared to challenge before.

But I guess things change. People change. I did. I have changed. But it is they who turned me this way. This is the product of their animosity, so they just have to deal with it.

His face darkens, and the fire in his eyes becomes more ardent. It is like he is wishing to slap the shit out of me and remind me who is, but the disbelief that he is bathing in is holding him back. He has not yet come to terms with the fact that his own daughter is daring him this way.

He wiggles his head unnervingly and slowly, as if giving a