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I Am (not) The Real One

Since being dumped and abondened by my mother and having to live on the streets, I've never really liked my red hair. It was especially striking when I had to do something to survive. However, one day, that hair I hated so much, made a dream come true after I met the old man. He explained his plan, and I was a little intrigued when I heard I had to pretend to be the daughter of the Atkins. At first, I was a little hesitant, but seeing how I was treated like a lady, made me believe that this plan would work. I can be the daughter of the Atkins! After this plan worked, I originally wanted to leave and just disappear. However, my plans were a little shaky when I was betrothed to that man. Although at first I refused to be matched, after seeing the handsome man, I liked him. "No, you can't falter. One day your identity will be found out. Before that happens, you must leave!” I tried to steel my mind to leave after my plan worked. But… one day there was a woman who came claiming to be the real daughter of the Atkins. Then… What will happen to Papa, Brother, and moreover, my betrothed fiancé? Is she going to take them back after I leave and disappear? No! I can't let that happen! It should be mine! I am the real one! *** Read the story to find how she manipulates and tricks everyone to become the daughter of the Atkins. And how will she deal with it when another woman claim to be the real daughter. Ps: The cover do not belong to me. I'll remove it if said to me. Pss: Check my other stories: 1. Superstar Husband & Genius Wife 2. The Lady Vampire and Her Lover 3. I Am (not) The Real One.

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Daddy

I wrung the hem of my shirt and tried to wipe my hands which were now sweating while being looked at by eyes that had the same color as the sky.

The color of the clear sky is my favorite, it often makes me feel calm and peaceful, forgetting all my problems and difficulties.

However, this time it was not so. Those eyes did look calm at first glance, making me speechless when looking at them, though right now I felt like I would be eaten at any moment, just waiting for Darling to open his mouth.

"What are you doing today?" Darling asked who was still looking at me with an expressionless face with a tone of voice asking for an explanation.

I fell silent when I heard that. I'm now like being cut into pieces and ready to eat!

He knows it! I've been caught!

I unconsciously swallowed my own saliva. Should I just confess and apologize? At least maybe I'll just go to jail and not be killed.

"I-I…" I could feel my voice stuttering as I said that, causing me to reflexively lower my head. However, before I actually lowered my head, I could see Darling's expression had changed slightly, but it wasn't very clear because I was looking down straight away.

"Because I was bored, I was looking around a bit," I said quietly and started to tell him what I was doing.

After finishing breakfast and showering, I came out of my room and took a look at this Mansion. Now I am part of the Atkins family and I should know my house, right?

This mansion is really spacious, very complete and super luxurious!

I have never in my life seen a room full of books, a room full of exercise equipment, and a room that looked like a hospital.

Besides that, inside the Mansion there is also a special room for servants, it seems that the servants get one room each, even though the room is not as big as mine, but it looks spacious and comfortable.

Not to mention at the back of the Mansion there is a swimming pool, flower garden, and a resting place that looks very comfortable.

"I swear I only went into that room. I didn't enter another room!" I ended the explanation of my adventure earlier.

I was a little tempted to enter the bedroom and study of the Atkins family, but I also realized along my little adventure, the servants who was cleaning stealing glances at me and whispering among them.

"..."

I raised my head as the atmosphere in the room became quiet, is it time for me to be eaten?

"I see," Darling replied when our eyes met again.

"Then… how about your education? Are you going to school?" Darling asked after a moment of hesitation, his expression still the same as before, expressionless.

I blinked when I heard that. My education? Why did Darling ask about my education?

Was it because of what happened this morning? just because I come out during breakfast?

Damn! I'm really going to be eaten this time!

"I don't go to school, but I know how to read, write, and count."

Especially counting money.

I almost added that. Living on the streets I can't help but know how to count money, and know which money is worth more.

Anyway, when it comes to money, I'm an expert!

Actually I've been to elementary school, but only up to first grade, before that bitch abandoned me, but more well I didn't say it.

"I see," again Darling only answered briefly, but this time his brow furrowed slightly, as if he was pondering something. Thinking how he will eat me!

I can't do this, I have to do something.

"I… I'm sorry, Da.. Daddy!"

Huff… I almost called him Darling!

Darling's eyes widened slightly and his mouth slightly opened when he heard that. Why was he surprised? Is it because I apologize while shouting and look uneducated?

"I'm really sorry, Master. I promise I won't do what I did today," I continued hastily in a calmer tone of voice, I even bowed slightly when I said that.

"Ehem, you don't need to apologize," said Darling who now looked strange.

"You can come back," he continued.

I looked at him confused, what exactly happened? Did he forgive me for being honest?

As expected the servants reported my movements to Darling!

No, I'll think about it later, now I have to get out of the room before Darling finally changes his mind.

"Alexandria."

I bit my lip when my hand was just placed on the door handle, and the deep voice came back again.

"Yes?" I asked, turning around and looking back at Darling who was now looking away, not wanting to look at me.

"N-No Master, you should call me Daddy."

I blinked my eyes when I saw the scene. Darling who was cold and expressionless looking at me now didn't dare to look at me, with a slight blush on his face?

I couldn't help but smile widely at this time. I did not think it turned out to be easy.

"Okay! Good night, Daddy!" I replied in the sweetest voice possible.

***

The next day, my confidence increased even more when I didn't see the old man in the dining room at breakfast. Am I really fully a part of the Atkins family?

Even though the Cold was still cold and seemed disinterested in me, I didn't care. My relationship with Darling improved a bit, and so did Baby. Made me believe that I was now fully part of the Atkins family.

However, a new problem came back. I have absolutely nothing to do!

After breakfast, I just go back to my room and rest. At first I had no problem doing that because I was still surprised by some of yesterday's events.

But the next day, and the next day it was like that.

I just had breakfast with them, and went back to my room. There's nothing I can do and I don't speak to the Atkins or anyone else!

If this continues, won't I be wasting my days and my plan won't work?

"I can't do this. I have to do something," I muttered, getting up from my sleep and sitting on my bed.

***

I stopped my footsteps and stared at the two big doors I saw five days ago.

Five days ago, I was here because I was summoned by the person inside.

This time, I am here of my own free will.

After a day thinking about what to do, I finally came to see Darling, the person who would help me.

I sucked in my breath once more to win myself over. After calming down, I raised my hand and let the back of my hand face the door, before finally knocking it with my finger.

Knock… knock… knock…

"Come in!"

Before turning the doorknob, I tried to put out my sweet smile.

Here I come, Daddy!

So what is our... Alexandria plans?

Creation is hard, cheer me up!

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