My blood boiled, and my vision turned red. Without thinking I lunged forward and slapped her hard across the face.
Aliya flung back and crumbled onto the floor, screaming for attention. It was all a blur of movement as Cain appeared in front of me and hit me hard on my face.
I stumbled back, my cheeks stinging with pain.
“How dare you?” He growled. “Why would you hit Aliya like that?”
Tears rolled down my face as I stared at my husband. He rushed back and lifted Aliya off the ground gently.
His eyes landed on me with spite before he walked out of the room with her.
My heart broke as I watched them leave, cameras flashing in my face as people murmured around me.
I cried the whole way home, I was a puppet in their plans. Cain didn't care about me at all.
When I got home he was waiting for me at the dinner table.
“You need to apologize to your sister Elle, we are all a loving family and we can't be fighting outside.”
I stared at him, anger coursing through me, it was all too much but I didn't have a choice.
“Yes, I would,” I whispered.
My mind was blank as I sat beside Cain in the lawyer's office watching him read my father's last will before he died.
“Mr Macmillan gave the mansion in Spain and 20 million dollars to his wife…” The lawyer announced.
I felt disgusted as my stepmother jumped up in joy, hugging Aliya.
I waited for all the listed properties, hardly listening to the reading. I didn't care about the money; I just wanted my father to be alive.
"And for the King Corporation, it would go to my only daughter, Elle Blackwood.”
I merely nodded at the announcement. I always knew my father would leave the company for me.
“Wait,” Cain spoke up. I looked up at him in confusion.
He pulled out an envelope he was holding and handed it to the lawyer.
“That is the document Elle signed when we just got married to transfer ownership of the company to me when her father died.”
My eyes widened as I watched the lawyer read over the document. I rose and snatched it from his hands, my eyes scanning the paper with disbelief.
“I never signed this!” I said.
Cain only smiled, “You don't remember, darling; you signed it when we just got married.” He replied. “But there is no need to worry; what is mine is yours.”