But definitely a daddy's daughter. They didn't toss it. Tendency to revenge, bloody calculations, criminal overtures. A glorious legacy from my father.

Epic events were drawn in the future. Especially when dad gets tired of respecting her personal space, and he stupidly breaks through all the information. And knowing my father, I could say that the time had passed. Soon dad will break from his respect, and nothing good is ahead of him.

She pulled her legs up to her chest and rested her head on them. Letting out a low, mournful groan, she closed her eyes. Losing track of time and listening to the heartbeat, she sat in the...