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Cecilia had never been scared of anyone, ever since she had been young, ever since she lost her family the emotion of fear had disappeared from the depths of her heart, she had nothing else to lose after all, everything and everyone she had ever loved had been taken away from him. 

Cecilia had to turn tough, she had to learn to pretend and to scheme, she had to know how to fake a smile and how to speak sweetly, her words golden like honey dripping from luscious red lips. She had to learn not to get offended when men looked at her in ways that made her feel disgusted, she had to learn to kiss the lips of the man she hated, the one who killed her family.