CHAPTER 2

APRIL'S POV

" Aarrrrggghhhh!!!" I shouted as I strangled the man on the floor with all my strength. The man struggles for his life as he finds it difficult to breathe. He chokes on himself and later gives up. I gave him the middle finger, wore my face cap, and kicked him in the groin. He was a motherfucker who deserved to be given a painful death. I picked up my phone and dialed a number on my mobile phone.

"Mission accomplished."

I got into my car and sped up, leaving dust behind. I drove into a massive mansion and stepped out of my car. I waved at some people and bowed to some. In our house we had rules; you bowed to older colleagues while you waved at your age mate.

I entered the house and went straight into my godmother's room. I kneeled down and bowed in respect to her. She is the woman of the house, and we call her Lady Sun. She is someone I really respect and cherish a lot. She adopted me when my parents were murdered in cold blood while I was younger. She trained me and taught me how to deal with life. Of course, I did some of her dirty work, but it was my decision.

 I was trained in martial arts and engaged myself in reading books about food. Apart from fighting, I love food. I don't joke with food at all.

My godmother initially kicked against the idea of me going out with her guys, but I was really adamant. I will do all it takes to avenge my parent's deaths. Sitting at home with my godmother won't help. I need to train my mind and heart.

There were good and bad times on the battlefield. I remember when I was shot in the arm. Our opponent learned from a source that we were coming to their hideout. We got to the battlefield and exchanged fire and bullets. We killed a lot of people and fought with our strength, might, and skill. While I was not watching, a bullet hit my arm. I started bleeding and the earth started spinning around me.

"Apprriiilll...!!!" I heard Phil scream my name before I collapsed to the floor.

I was hospitalized for weeks and found it difficult to use my arm.

After that incident, my godmother stopped me from going out with others, but I had to persuade her for months before she obliged. That was a long time ago; it's now history.

The man I just got rid of happens to be a regular at Lady Sun's new restaurant. He harassed the only daughter of one of the rich conglomerates. According to the report we got, he was fond of harassing ladies sexually even at the clubhouse.

On that fateful day, he approached the man's daughter as a first-timer.

"Hi pretty." He said it seductively.

'Hi,' she replied.

"Seems like it's your first time here; I can show you around if you don't mind." He said, smacking and biting his lower lips.

She nods in affirmation to what he said. She was having a bad day, and having someone to talk to won't be bad at all.

"Oh, thanks, I don't mind." She replied excitedly, ignorant of what was waiting for her.

"If you don't mind, milady." He bowed and stretched out his hands to her; he took her by the hand and kissed it.

Not long afterwards, he started grabbing her by the waist; she struggled to let loose, but he was no match for her. He touched her in the private area and enjoyed every part of it. His grip was hard on her, and because everywhere was so dark, he took advantage of the environment and toyed with her. Caressing her body and fumbling with her breast.

Her father contacted Lady Sun, and I offered to kill him. I hate it when men think they own the world and can do anything they like.

"You can stand up, daughter." Lady Sun jolted me out of my thoughts.

"Well done." She complimented and smiled at me.

She gestured to me to have my seat. I sat beside her and returned the smile. She patted my back and started talking. "You've grown up so fast. I feel so proud of you. Your package is on your bed in your room; go take a warm shower, eat, and sleep. You can have the day off." She concluded.

I bowed and left her room. I got into my room and removed my clothes. I poured down my hair and slid into my bathtub. I turned on the faucet and let the water soothe my skin. I felt relaxed and comfortable in that position. I stayed in that position for some minutes before zoning out.

 FLASHBACK TO FIFTEEN YEARS AGO

My parents and I came to our family house for our summer vacation. It was a beautiful moment as I remember how my dad carried me up and twirled me around while I laughed so heartily. He tickled me on my weak spot, and I ran to my mom for help. Tears filled my eyes because I laughed so hard. My mom told my dad to stop tickling me so I don't end up with stomach pain as a result of laughing too hard.

My mom was making scrambled eggs and baked potatoes, just how I love it. She finished making the food, and we ate together. After she finished washing the dirty plates, we played hide and seek. I hid behind a wardrobe and was waiting for my parents to find me. It was taking longer than I expected, and I came out of my hideout. I went to my parents bedroom and found them in a pool of their own blood. I was scared and ran out of the house, crying bitterly. I saw a chain on the floor and picked it. It must belong to one of the murderers. I summoned courage and dialed the emergency number.

"Apriilll...!!!" Someone screamed my name.