Immediately I entered the banquet charity room, all eyes were diverted to my dress first, before me.

I felt a little bit embarrassed of myself and it's not going well with me at all in fact I was uncomfortable.

Everyone dress  in suits and ball gown and all, but my appearance caught everyone’s attention some people didn’t hide their disgust others raised questioning eyebrows at me. My eyes landed on Benita Balboa. The great grand mother of the house.

“Someone who came from an unsocial town, what more do you expect from her?” Avala giggles slightly.

“of course, she can't play the part of a Balboa Clan,” Graciela adds.

I groan. “You...” pointing at Avala and her so called daughter.

The flame in great grandma Benita's eyes where not appealing at all.

“You're a disgrace to our family,” she yells. “Get out,” She didn’t even let me take a step to the room.

“The Balboa family is getting from bad to worst, I don't know where they picked this wide animal from,” Grandma Benita murmurs in between her breath.

“Dressing like a prostitute, a cheap whore,” Avala adds with a smile.

I became speechless and weak, I wanted to cry but I willed my self not to, I won’t give them the satisfaction of they seeing they’ve won.

“You're the one that is telling me to get out now, when today is over, you all better not beg me to come back here again, you guys will pay for this I swear” I turned to Avala and her daughter.

Avala and her daughter started laughing at me but who cares. I groaned as I lean back a bit to remove my heals, then I threw it on the floor. Immediately I got up, the breast part of my dresser was ripped from the side.

I gasped.

“Go why ain't you leaving?” Avala asks. “You can't bear to apart from the wealth of this family?”

I was swelling with anger and hatred. “Avala Contenese!”

Avala smirks looking at the faces of the stunned people who have gathered around us.

“According to the family rules, you have to obedientally call me Mamá,”

I spit. This made her to raise her hand to slap me but I stop her with my word.

“According to the rules, you have to go to Africa and kneel in front of my mother's grave and present flowers and sweets to her,”

Everyone gasps.

“Who is this girl”

“The Balboa family is an old fashioned family, when the great grand master was alive, his son married an African woman which was the first wife. This dark skinned girl is the official daughter to the current master, Giovanni De Pino Balboa,”

“That means, according to the rules since she was buried in Africa, she needs to present flowers and sweets but who will dare to tell Mia Signora to her face,” someone whispered out loud for everyone to hear.

Avala felt her pulse rise from hearing the little gossips from the guests.

She then fakes a smile.

“Caitrona, you're still young and I will not hold it against you,”

“Then what will you do? Do it as revenge?”

Avala smirks twirling her hair. “You should go back first, today event is a very big one, we cannot let your immaturity act ruin it,”

I frowned, and shook my head.

“This unpresentable dress and shoes was given to me by the Balboa family, so I wonder if I'm the one ruining this event or the Balboa family,”

Avala boils. “Dont forget that your surname is Balboa as well you dark monster,”

“Do you think I care about the titles?”

“If we continue to let her talk it will ruin our name,” Avala murmurs beside her daughter.

Then she fakes a faint.

“Mia Signora, Are you okay?” One of the guard caught her before reaching the floor.

What a fake actress, when I pretended to be sick to skip school, my acting skills was way more convincing than yours. I thought.

“You slut, you still dare to act bad here?” Graciela rush and slaps me.

Immediately, I grab her on her dress, pushing her to the floor not minding the guests and I climb on top of her and started slapping her from left to the right. How dare she, she's just nineteen years of age and I am twenty three.

“You crazy woman,” Graciela screams as she struggled to get me off her

“Guards...guards... Chase her away from here,” grandma Benita yelled in anger.

A fat lady on guarded uniform rush's out with few other men on suit. “Understood,”

The next pain I felt was a hot slap to my face, and pulls on my arm, by this, my dress ripped more exposing so much skin from my breast.

“Whore...”

I didn't know when tears started dripping from my eyes. Feeling embarrass enough I bow down in shame as my kneels kiss the cold tile floor. I felt like dying.

The big golden door opened and a faint shadow to the crystal floor. “The Balboa De Pino family is a famous clan known to the world. However, today we can see that it's just so...so...”

With my head still looking at the crystal floor with tears and my kneel to the floor. I stop crying and so was my sobbing.

“Who is it?”

Hearing this voice and footsteps, I raise up my head and watch the dark hair, transparent grey eyes, plain black body suit, meek face that leans forward to look at me in the eye.

“Here...”

I slowly grab the black handkerchief and wipe my running nose and eyes.

He looks deep into my eyes.

“What a rebellious look, she looks like my aunt's child, she holds so many similarities to Yasmine at home, a simple disagreement and she will make trouble. He thoughts.”

He sniffs and remove his suit and circle it around my body.

He stands firm and looks around. “Pazzi”

“This is Adonis Dellucci, they hold a rather huge position in Milan, we cannot cause the two family's to fall out and disgraced because of this good for nothing Caitrona,”

“Stand back first,” Benita yells to the guards who where already sweating.

“Balboa family did not teach this girl well, sorry for making young master from the Dellucci family to see this,” Avala fakes a smile.

“Its fine,” he smiles as I return his handkerchief back to him, then he wipes his face with it then take fewer steps to the guests.

“I've seen many dogs bite humans, but to see a human bite a dog once in a while is very interesting,”

“You...” Avala was speechless.

“You can go home first, I'll send someone to tell the master of Balboa something,” he says as he walk pass me again.

But this time, even on my kneeling position, I pull his sleeve. “You...”

He stops and looks deeply at me.

“What is your name?”

He frowns. “Adonis Dellucci,” Then he walks round.

Leaving me panicking. “Adonis...” I muttered. “Adonis Dellucci?” I repeat. “Uncle DD, he's back!”

I manage to stand up as if gaining back my lost strength.

“My name is Caitrona Balboa...the same Cai-rona,” I managed to murmur.

Everyone started to murmur all sort of things.

“How shameless, she dares to seduce young master Dellucci in front of many guests,” Someone yelled from the crowd.

“Has she looked at herself?, What a shame. A wild bird wants to fly like a mighty one,”

Avala frowns. “Mother, if this continues, the Balboa family will be the laughing stock of Milan,” she whispers to Benita.

She groans.

“Guards, bring her to her room,”