Dark Fate: A Narok Family Redemption

"What is that?" Sullivan asked in disgust. His best friend and right-hand man, Vito, held out the screaming infant wrapped tightly in white swaddling cloth."A baby," Vito droned.Sullivan glared at him. "I can see that. The question is, why do you have the infernal creature with you?"Vito shuffled uncomfortably, still holding out the baby. "Just take it.""Tell me, who owns the child?""Take it first." Vito dropped the child onto Sullivan's desk. The baby released a petulant scream and kicked until it rolled to the edge of the desk. Sullivan caught the bundle before it toppled over. Vito had retreated to the door.Sullivan glowered. "Where the hell do you think you're going?""The child is yours, Sullivan."A heavy denial was on Sullivan's lips when his eyes widened. "Laura?" His face twisted in anger. "You believed that cheating whore?" He looked ready to toss the now silent baby into the trash."Curb your anger, Sullivan. I'm no fool," he fished out several pieces of paper from his

The woman, Adelaide, was extremely annoying. She hovered around Bloom the entire party, talking about how Bloom's hair had such beautiful curls or how her eyes were smart and expressive. It couldn't be very expressive if the annoying witch couldn't tell that Bloom loathed her presence, or maybe she could tell but chose to ignore it.Grandmother still found a way to arrange a date for her dad and the woman. Grandmother called it a 'get-together' and emphasized that she and the woman's mother would be there, but Bloom was sure they would leave early with some lame excuse. Her dad agreed, with one condition—Bloom had to come along. She rolled her eyes when he said, 'I've been so busy, I hardly spend time with my baby. This will be a good opportunity.'She knew he just wanted to use her as a cupid shield. She'd make sure he paid for that—five hundred silver Galands, to be exact.On a Saturday evening, they were seated in a luxurious private room at Salem Restaurant. An exotic spread of del

Bloom ignored her father's stare as they ate dinner that night. She reached for the shrimp dish, but he moved it away. Sighing, she attempted to grab the chicken, only for it to be moved as well. Exasperated, she closed her eyes for three seconds and continued eating her rice."So, no explanation for what happened today?" He asked, pushing the dishes back to her.Ignoring him, she picked up the roasted fish beside her."Bloom."She grabbed another piece of fish and stuffed her mouth."Fine, then I'll find them and get an explanation myself." He stood up and walked out of the dining room.Bloom paused, staring at his back. Would he really search for them? Her mind flashed to her father's methods of extracting information.Shaking her head, she dismissed the thought. No way he would kidnap and torture innocent people just to be petty. She took a big bite of her favorite shrimp, but it tasted like sawdust. A second later, she dropped her spoon and chased after him."You can't touch her!"

With Bloom's insistence, Sullivan waited for the arrival of the painter. Vito had told him that she found the painter herself and even wrote up a contract. She really put in a lot of effort; honestly, Sullivan found it weird. As a child growing up, she had lost her childish innocence long ago; Sullivan didn't hide the dark part of his world from her. He had a lot of enemies, and it would be best if she didn't grow up as a sheltered dove. But still, she was his princess. When had she ever had to do anything by herself? Because of this, he didn't dare take this lightly. What his baby wanted, she would have.A knock sounded on the study door. It was pushed open, and a maid walked in. "Sir, Miss Powés has arrived."Sullivan nodded and followed her to the receiving room. The first person he saw was a large black woman. She was dressed in simple blue jeans and a red floral shirt; she wore no shoes and instead explored the room in gray and white polka-dot socks. Sullivan frowned in confusion.

Esther snapped out of her reverie when the girl, Phoebe, hissed in pain; her glare switched to a pained look. She raised big, teary eyes to look up at Mr. Narok. Esther looked between them in understanding.Mr. Narok's expression turned savage for a second. He glowered down at Phoebe. The girl gasped like a frightened rabbit and stood up. Her messy look made her ooze seduction, but before Esther could analyze any further, the door shut with a bang.The hall was once again quiet. The silence was palpable, and Esther shuffled from one foot to another while trying to ignore the furious girl behind her."Why are you here?" Phoebe hissed.Esther turned to face her, embarrassment coloring her cheeks. "I... nothing."Phoebe rolled her eyes. "Don't even think about it."Esther blinked in confusion. "Think... about what?"Phoebe grabbed her hand and pulled her down the hall towards her room. When they reached her door, Phoebe flung her hand away."Many sneaky little things like you have come i