My Evil Boy Toy

"Marissa!" Gianna called.

It was quite a shock to everyone hearing something about Jayden\'s mother. Maybe it was a good thing that Marissa started asking because nobody wanted to talk about it. It was the truth after all.

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"What? I was just curious. How come she could still smile and laugh like that in front of the family of the woman killed by her father? And how could she marry the man who suffered from the murder of his mother knowing that her father killed her?" Marisaa continued.

Everyone in Jayden\'s family was quiet. Even his grandfather didn\'t speak. I suddenly saw the pain in their faces, it was heartbreaking. No matter how hard we forget about it, we can\'t change the fact that I am Matthew Forelli\'s daughter.

"How I wish I wasn\'t his daughter. If only I could change that, I will. I love Jayden with all my heart. You asked me how could I marry him even after knowing my father killed his mother? I also wonder, sometimes. The truth hurts but it sets us free. I tried to run away from the truth, thinking that it\'s the best way but it only made me and Jayden more miserable in the end. I know I\'m selfish. I have asked myself a thousand times if I should continue loving him but my heart only beats for him. I am his and he is mine. Nothing could come between us. On behalf of Matthew Forelli, I\'m sorry. And I\'m sorry I can\'t let go of Jayden. I would never let him go even if you wanted me to." I said in a serious tone.

I didn\'t realize I was crying in front of them. I saw Jayden\'s grandpa was also crying so I walked towards him and gave him a hug.

"I\'m sorry grandpa. If only I could bring her back. If only I could exchange my life with her so Jayden wouldn\'t suffer. I\'ll do it." I said while crying.

I felt his shoulders trembling. Jayden\'s aunts were crying as well. It was the truth we have all been avoiding to talk about because it was so painful. To me, to Jayden and to his family.

"It wasn\'t your fault or Jayden\'s. We would never ask you to separate. We didn\'t feel any hatred towards you. Like what Jayden said. We forgive your father but if he will do something to you, to Jayden or to anyone here, we won\'t sit still. We hope you understand that." It was Uncle Luciano.

I nodded. "Thank you." I whispered.

I walked slightly backwards, letting go of Jayden\'s grandfather. I was startled when I felt someone hugging me from behind. It was Jayden.

"I told you, we\'re okay." He whispered, kissing me on the neck.

"Peggy, Lucia will be happy that her son found his soulmate. She always believes in true love. She was a hopeless romantic." Aunt Lucille commented, smiling when she remembered her sister.

From what I know, Aunt Lucille was supposed to be the one who will marry Matthew Forelli since she\'s older but he rejected her and chose Jayden\'s mother, Lucia. Maybe that was the reason that Aunt Lucille wanted to take care of Jayden when he fell unconscious. There was guilt in her so she wanted to show Jayden the affection of a mother at least.

"You\'re all crazy! How could you even accept that woman? She\'s a murderer\'s daughter!" Marissa yelled.

"Stop it Marissa! You are way out of line! Peggy is now a member of our family so don\'t you dare talk to her like that!" Gianna yelled back at her friend.

Marissa didn\'t listen. Her parents were also trying to stop her but she rushed towards me instead. She was reprimanded by A.E\'s security. Everyone present was surprised, even me. No one knew where the guards came from. I thought it was just me and Jayden but I guess they were nearby all along.

I didn\'t feel nervous but when I saw Marissa holding a small knife, I felt restless.

Jayden\'s face darkened as he approached the woman who tried to hurt me.

"Who asked you to attack my wife?" He asked.

Marissa smirked.

"Who said I was going to hurt her?" She answered with a question.

I frowned and walked closer to her.

"It\'s Jayden? You\'re here to hurt him not me, right?" I asked.

She laughed devilishly and glared at me with those cold eyes of hers.

"Bingo. You are too precious to everyone. I wouldn\'t dare to lay a finger on you." She answered in sarcasm.

"Who asked you? Answer me! Is it my father?" I was yelling when I asked.

She laughed again and to everyone\'s surprise I slapped her on the face. It was the first time I felt the rage in me.

"If I ask you, answer me. Or else I would have to hurt your parents." I said, coldly.

I signaled to the other guards and they obeyed, reprimanding Marissa\'s parents. Her face suddenly changed, from being arrogant she kneeled and almost begged.

"Princess, do not hurt my parents. I-I promise I will tell you what I know!" She said.

I was so tired of being kind and gentle. With all the things happening with our family, I would never allow anyone to be hurt again.

I leaned and tilted her chin up so I could see what\'s in her eyes. I wanted to see if she\'s telling the truth.

"You better tell me the truth. If not, you would never see your parents again. Trying to attack a member of the royal family is punishable by death." I saw that she was terrified.

Not only her, but Jayden\'s family were stunned. Jayden just stood there watching me.

"Take her to the palace\'s dungeon, I will personally interrogate her." I said.

When the guards left, taking Marissa and her parents away, Jayden finally speaks.

"You finally came out of your shell." He said.

I looked at him, frowning. He was amused by what I did and by my reaction.

"You think it\'s funny? She was about to stab you! How could you be so calm?" I yelled.

"I\'m not hurt. Don\'t worry. Calm down." He said then rushed towards me, pulling me and embracing me tight.

I didn\'t realize I was trembling. He caressed my back so I could calm down. 

"I think you should take her home, Jayden. She\'s not used to seeing something like that." Jayden\'s grandpa said.

The women of the Castello\'s approached me, asking if I\'m okay and I felt like I was really a part of their family.

Our situation and relationship was bizarre. Who would have thought that the daughter of the man who killed the mother of her own husband would be accepted with open arms by his family?