Chapter 167: Family(2)
The moment he stroll inside the familiar room. He was greeted by the tension-filled, unwelcome atmosphere of the living room.
The baroque style of the sofas, chairs and ceiling gives it an elegant aura that’s was stained with the invisible splashes of blood.
Three pairs of eyes stared at him in pure contempt. The first belongs to the woman who had married his uncle after getting rid of his first wife. She was his mistress but as they said fear a woman with an agenda and a big ambition. She would do anything to climb to the top.
The other two malicious stares that could get someone accidentally killed belongs to his dearest cousins. Who are both younger than him.
They had mutual hatred and that’s fine with him because both of them are on top of his hit list right now.
"Looks who is done playing mind games with us and decided to finally show us his ugly face. I heard about the burns I didn’t know there were quiet this ugly cousin. I have to admit it’s such a shame. You’re quiet easy to look at. Now you look like a monster."
His elder cousin, Nathan spoke. Damien has always hated how he spoke. He spoke like everyone was underneath him and he hated that fake British accent he has always been faking ever since they were kids. It has started when he had met Rhys once.
A little obsession with British accent and it always get on his nerves.
"Wow... now I know why even death didn’t want you. You look ugly as fuck. Is this why you’ve been hiding like the sour loser you’re?"