The table is pompous. I was almost silent and said nothing. From the moment the older man sat in front of me, his gaze never left me. The man who was with me in the room earlier was also in front of me and was looking at me.

I didn't show any emotion. They are both strangers for me.

"Daughter. Are you all right? Do you want something to eat?" the man in front of me wearing a complete suit. He's a well built man and handsome. But why does he call me daughter?

"Who are you?" I asked coldly. They force me to wear this kind of dress, yellow summer dress with ribbon lace on my cleavage and pair of flat sandals. I look like a girl in a farm especially with my mermaid curls hair! What have three helpers done to me !

The two men looked at each other. The one in front of me took a deep breath.

"I am your father, Cleo Maxima and he's your brother Diego."

My gaze shifted to the man sipping his wine.

"I don't know you and I'm sure I've only just seen you." I answered them boldly. The old man bowed.

"Don't talk to dad like that Mystique," Diego threatened me.

"And I am not fucking Mystique.Bloomeria is my name .."

His jaw tightened. The old man took his hand and took a deeper breath. Apparently not wanting any more fights in front of the food.

"Let me show you something hija."

I was hesitant at first. But I thought I might have something to know about whatever Cleo would say and show me so I followed him. I didn't look away from the arrogant man when he looked at me.

I followed the man who said he was my father. I just saw him now so how did I become my father?

The hallway we were walking down was brown in color. This place was a bit dark, there was a light glued to the wall and the little light was coming from there. It looks like a dungeon. Earlier, before we entered a door could not be opened without Cleo's approval. Yes, their door is high-tech. I’m sure, somethings there are important.

Lots of lined up black doors but we stop infront of the last door. I don't know but my breathing became hitch. Is there something inside this door? Cleo noticed my face so he took a deep breath.

"You belong here..You are belong on our empire."

He opened the door. The first thing that caught my attention was the light darkness of the whole room. This room is calm and contains antiques. The antique frames were fascinating. My lips parted. Six old frames. I am not mistaken because these frames are pure gold. Like a photograph locked in a gold frame.

The sides of frames were curls like a waves of the ocean. Underneath it is 1880,1891,1991,1995,2000,2011.

"Who are they?"

"The first and last queens of the Empire." Cleo murmured. He stared at the last photo.

"The last one was our queen, and was once my lover."

I swallowed. I slowly came close to the rows of large photos. These woman are Goddesses. They are sitting on a throne with a dignity on their faces, like a queens in their times.

"It's been a year, we've been looking for you for a long time." He said again.

"I don't know you." only I could say.

"Because you're a treasure and they're looking for you. You're a gold Mystique."

"What?" I hissed.

"You've got a heart birth mark."

Shit. I slowly touched my chest. Yes. I have it .

"W-What's my connection to all of this?"

He shook his head. "This room is full of secrets, every corner has something hidden. Including this." he pressed something. The closets I thought suddenly opened and slipped out there were assorted guns and grenades.

"S-Shit." I covered my mouth. I have seen it with papa many times. I have seen many times how papa fights with opponents. How many times has my life been put in danger. But why do these people have such a thing?

My chest began to throb. The cold spread through my body.

"Wad cutter, L-Lead round nose, carbines, Assault riffles, Shuriken, Tekko-Gakki?" I singled out the thing in front of me. Guns, and ninjas hand weapons ?!

The edge of Cleo's lip lifted.

"It really runs in your blood ..."

My lips trembled, "W-Who am I?" I murmured.

"You're my only one daughter. My long lost daughter." He extended his hand. "I Cleo Maxima, the third hand of Mafia Organization."

~~~

I silently watched how the wind carried the dead leaves on the tree. Every gust of wind has a leaf falling off and falling to the ground. Those on the ground are swept by a servant and put in the trash.

If I were a leaf and my parent was the tree, if I could get lost and be captured by others, I would not be a traitor. My loyalty is with my parents and the people who got me now are the ones who killed them. In the end, if I don't fight, I will be thrown away.

I clenched my teeth. I don’t depend on what others say. As long as, I don't know a penny thing ... I won't trust anyone here. The only thing that stuck in my mind was how the parents died at their hands .

I blink the an shed tears in my eyes. Don't cry Bloom. You've seen enough, you've pained enough. I didn’t let myself feel scared and sad.

Like before, I am alone in this room again. I grabbed my blankets and made a rope. I tied the end of the blanket to the bannisters of the veranda where I had looked at the big tree earlier.

The wide rear is clean. There was no more maid cleaning. I climbed on the bannister and clung to the blanket well before slowly descending to the second floor. On the second floor I hid by the window so I could not see anyone in that room. The blanket did not reach the ground so I was forced to jump. I pulled all the strength to jump.

I jumped right when no one stepped on the ground. I saw how high the wall was but I could do it just to get out of here.

I was running fast towards it when suddenly someone shot at my stepping ground!

I rubbed my chest and almost fainted when I saw the smoke of the ground due to the bullet. I violently looked at who had done it!

From sitting on the elegant balcony of the mansion, Diego stood with a cigarette on his lips. He looked at me seriously and exhaled the smoke.

"Tsk!"

"If I was hit by a bullet, would I be alive now?" I saod in gritting teeth.

He laughed and approached me.

"If you climb that wall you're probably dead .."

"What?"

"Try to hold on it, it may kill yoyu. Thank you I stopped you." he says smoothly.

He's wearing a light gray shirt that looks inside. I saw his tattoo on his arm and chest.

I stared at him as he watched me.

"You can't escape here .." he drawled. "You can't escape from me."

I blinked so hard.

Why I feel strange from this man? He forward so I backed away. One more big step and he touched my cheek.

Am I being paranoid? Coz’ I saw the staining of his eyes and the softening of his expression along with the pinching of my heart.