Chapter 37. Emotions… Weapons That Could Be Yield

BELLADONNA 

“Your father has arrived,” Gianna informed me and I was dragged out of my thoughts. I raised my head and looked at her, nodding. 

I stood up from my desk, inhaling deeply before I took out the small mirror from a drawer, took my lipstick from my bag, and applied it to my lips on top of the already-existing layer.

Today my father wasn't here as my Papa, he was at the company as the CEO. He didn't come frequently anymore ever since he had the accident and injured his leg. He stayed at home and most of the important documents were sent to him. But today he was coming to inspect the company and to check if we’ve made any progress since he was last here. 

The lipstick and makeup I was applying were my armor. I couldn't face the world barefaced, because I feared they would see the broken, scared girl. So I had to put on my makeup to hide everything. I had to wear my high heels to make them think I had my shit together. 

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