Chapter 58 - Daughter And Father-in-law (1/2)

Marcel had a stoic expression on his face as he walked into his father's place. Although he looked straight ahead, his peripheral views did all the work for him.

He observed and mesmerized every turn and doors, noticing the newest alteration made to the house. Although Daniel was his father, Marcel had never for once slept over at his place.

This city was not the place he grew up in, so there was no lingering feeling or attachment to the house. Moreover, the old man would never stay in a place contaminated by his mother's presence.

However, there was another reason Marcel was interested in this place. His sister must be hidden here somewhere, he just had to find out where and come up with a plan to bust her out. Sadly, his father knew that was exactly what he would do, hence he made sure to keep her further away from him.

Chloe, Marcel's younger sister was not biologically related to him however, she was the closest thing to a family that he had left. His mother Penelope, was unable to give birth to another child - because her husband would not give her one. Yeah, what kind of husband does that? - decided to adopt one to make Marcel feel less lonely.

Marcel had no weakness except Chloe. He loved her so much that it was hard to discover that she was adopted at all. Unfortunately, his father knew that and of course, that was the only way to keep Marcel under control after he was made the new head of the Luciano clan.

So he took Chloe away and made Marcel agree to marry Clara Louise Alberta to climb up the autocracy ladder. Of course, that didn't sit right with Marcel but what could he do? He knew that crazy man would murder Chloe without blinking an eye.

As much as Chloe was Marcel's sister by law and his dead mother adopted her, his father Daniel didn't care. The man is a cold-blooded animal and would go to any length to get what he wants.

Marcel understood the fact that his father hated his mother for reasons best known to him. However, what he doesn't understand is his obsession to be a noble. It just wasn't normal and he sensed there was a story behind it - not that he knows of.

His father was not exactly a fatherly figure and the only thing he grew up teaching him was not to be weak. Unfortunately, not being weak was equal to being emotionless, but his mother taught him better than that.

Marcel mentally prepared himself to meet his father only and never expected to encounter her. It then dawned on him that this wasn't just a summoning, it's a date.

”Marcel,” She said, standing up abruptly to acknowledge his presence even though he didn't command her to.

”Clara,” Marcel responded with a tone that wasn't so pleased with his finding. For sure, he loves surprises but Clara wasn't even close to the things he loves.

”You are here,” Marcel pointed out even though she was standing right in front of him.

”Yes, I am,” Clara said and began to walk towards him which made his brows arch. What was the little witch up to now?

However, Marcel wasn't prepared for when Clara hooked her arm around his neck and tilted his head, pressing her lips against his.

What the fuck.

Marcel stood still like a tree as Clara continued to kiss, no, abuse his lips. He had kissed a lot of women and none of them had ever tried to force a response from him the way Clara did.

There was not a trace of excitement, not to talk of affection between them. He could feel her breast pressed flush against him and his soft lips on his, but that was just all. Clara was fucking hot, that was for sure, but she wasn't hot enough for him.

”Are you done?” Marcel asked when she finally pulled away, bored out of his mind.

”Nope,” She said, giving him one last smooch on the lips before taking a step back as Daniel arrived. Oh, he should have known. She was putting up an act for the oldman.

However, even with the presence of his father, Marcel didn't miss the words Clara whispered into his ears.

”Do not mess this up,” and she turned to face Daniel with a smile that could even shame the sun.

”Father, Marcel is here,”

Marcel rolled his eyes at the sudden change in her demeanor, Clara was quite the actress. As if his father doesn't have the eyes to sight him.

”Yes, he is,” Daniel said, giving Clara a warm hug. It was quite obvious that his father was taken by his would-be daughter in law.

But then, for someone who claimed she detested their occupation, Marcel wondered if Clara knew his father was a bigger monster than he was. Or perhaps, she was one big hypocrite.

”The way you two relate, people would think you're husband and wife instead of daughter and father-in-law. Although I'm not really against the both of you marrying if you change your mind on the engagement. After all, I'm of age so I can't be maltreated by my evil stepmother,” Marcel intentionally teased them, erasing all smiles from their faces.

Their expressions were priceless - Clara looked as if someone threw shit on her face while his father's was so livid, he might shapeshift into a gorilla soon.