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“I don’t think so, Mother,” I said, waiting for her reaction at meeting the new me. The one who’d replaced the clueless girl she’d known in the past.

She finally took off her large designer sunglasses and stared at me. Her blond hair was tied up in a neat bun, and the tight, revealing dress she was looked very much inappropriate for a funeral. It sent a clear message that she was now available, and certainly not grieving her husband. A frown creased her face as she took a step towards me.

“What do you mean, you don’t think so? It’s my money. Your father and worked hard for it over the years. You can’t just cut me off like that,” she said, raising her voice.

Here we go… Luckily, we were alone and the few random people at the ceremony were far enough not to hear her performance.

“You lost the right to all that money when you sold me like cattle to save your hide. You lost it even before that, when you drove Nicolas kill himself. So no,Mother. I’m done with you.” I folded my arms over my chest.

Damn it, this felt good. Putting my foot down and letting it all out after so many years. I’d always been too silent, too obedient and I always thought my mother held some sort of power over me. She took full control of my life, but not anymore.

Her face paled and her upper lips started to tremble.

“How dare you put all the blame on me? I had to do what was necessary and there was no other option. Sebastian is a cold-blooded killer. He executed many people before us, but it all turned out for the best. He adores you now and you have a—”

“Stop it. Don’t even thinking about it. We both know this has nothing to do with Sebastian. Nicolas took his own life because you bullied him and made him feel like he wasn’t loved. He was so strong, but you turned him into a freak. You mocked his sexuality and you’re responsible for what happened to him,” I spat.

I didn’t know why I was even bothering with this. She was never going to understand. Yet, I had to pour out all my frustration. I did it for me. “And now, you’re not getting a penny from me because I’m taking over the business and Sebastian is going to help me. You have the house, the generous monthly allowance. We are done, and I will be glad if never saw you again.”

She was fuming, her cheeks flushed and her hand shaking. I bet she was thinking about slapping me.

“So you’re going to just toss me away? What about all the things I have done for you?”

“What did you do for me exactly? I don’t even remember. You have never been in my life, I was raised by nannies, then I moved out because I just couldn’t stand living with the same house as you.” I laughed, remembering how she was posting all these pictures on social media to let her friends believe what a great parent she was. She never took me to school—not even once. I was always alone. “And of course, I don’t want you anywhere near me or my child. She’s happy and cheerful and I don’t want you to spoil her life.”

“This isn’t over,” she assured me, but her voice betrayed uncertainty. She should have realised a long time ago that she wasn’t going to win this game with me. “And that loving husband of yours fucked many, many other women while you were asleep and unaware of what was going on. He’s not a saint, and he will destroy you once you cross him. Mark my words, Marinka.”

I couldn’t listen to her anymore. I had other things to take care of.

My mother was excellent at hosting parties, so she could entertain all the guests that came to her house for the wake. I should be there too, but I just couldn’t deal with her anymore.

Besides, I needed to head over to that meeting with Sebastian. Ed could tell me where my father kept his important paperwork. I had a strong feeling he’d gathered key information for me about Sofia.

“What happened?” Sebastian asked when I got into the car. He motioned to Pedro to drive.

“Nothing much. I just told my mother to go to hell.” I laughed, feeling so relieved. She never in a million years would have expected me to act that way, but we were so done. I was free from her now.

“That’s my girl,” he said, putting his arm around me and pulling me close.

Once we got home, I wanted some alone time with him. Since my father’s death, we hadn’t had time to even think about sex, and I had a feeling Sebastian was holding back. He was giving me time to grieve, but I felt like I was neglecting him.

It was afternoon, so Tasha informed us Lilly had just gone up for her nap, so it was perfect timing. My mother had asked me why I hadn’t brought Lilly. I was sure kids were taken to funerals but I just didn’t want her to go through that just yet. I didn’t wish for her to open her eyes to the crude reality just yet.

“Come, I need you to do something for me,” I told him, leading him to our bedroom and locking the door.

At this point, I wasn’t even bothered with regaining my memories anymore. I’d completely given up. This Marinka was here to stay, and I was okay with that, for the most part.

“What are you doing?” he asked when I started to looking through his drawers.

“Get on that bed and take off your clothes,” I said, pulling out a pair of handcuffs.

His eyes went wide and he scratched his head.

“Are you sure about that? I mean, maybe it’s not the best time—” he started.

“No Sebastian, I’m going to handcuff you to the bed. We only have an hour while Lilly is sleeping,” I cut him off, letting the things dangle from my finger. I thought he was going to be argue about this, but a moment later he was taking his shirt off as though his name was ‘Speedy Gonzales’.

When he stood bare-chested in front of me, my mother’s words rang in my head, spreading the seed of doubt. But Sebastian had assured me he’d been faithful and never gave me a reason not to believe him. My mother, on the other hand, was a liar.

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