He Ruined My Family For Her, Now They’ll Pay In Blood

Kira’s Pov

Lily gasped softly, eyes wide with mock innocence. “Donnie, no… I can’t take that from her.” But the way her lips twitched upward told me everything. She wanted it. She wanted everything.

Donald’s jaw hardened. “She doesn’t need it. You do. Kira, be reasonable for once in your life. Give it to her.”

I laughed, a sound sharp and broken, slicing the air like shattered glass. “Reasonable? You took my father, my mother, my body, my dignity. And now, you want the only piece of him I have left?”

Lily pressed a trembling hand to her stomach, tears glistening. “Please, cousin… don’t cry, you can keep the necklace, I’ll just deal with the nightmare.”

“How can you be so cruel, Kira, just give her the damn necklace!” Donald snapped.

My vision blurred red. My nails bit into my palms until I nearly bled. My voice dropped to a whisper, low and lethal.

“Take it, then. Take the necklace.”

I unclasped the necklace with trembling hands and dropped it into her palm. The weight of it left me, but so did the last shred of weakness I’d been clinging to.

Lily cried out suddenly, “It hurts!”

I turned to see the look of horror on her face as Donald examined her hand, his face twisted in anger.

“You gave her this necklace with evil intentions, now you’ve hurt her!” he spat and before I knew it, he grabbed the necklace and tossed it into the fireplace.

“No!” I cried, exclaiming in shock,” Donald said to her, ignoring my cries.

As I lay, sprawled on the floor, trying to pull out the necklace from the flames I saw the smug look on Lily’s face as Donald carried her out.

—

The morning light filtered weakly through the curtains, but instead of warmth, it brought cold reality.

When I walked into the dining room, I stopped dead in my tracks. Lily was seated at the head of the table—my seat—draped in silk, her hand resting on her belly as though she were already mistress of the house. Donald stood behind her, massaging her shoulders, his face lit with a smile I had once thought belonged only to me.

“Good morning,” he said smoothly, not even glancing at me before pressing a kiss to Lily’s hair. “You should learn from Lily, Kira. She’s gentle, forgiving, everything you’re not.”

“Good morning, Cuz, I hope you slept well. Don’t mind Donnie, he means no harm,” Lily said, giggling.

The staff moved quietly around us, but their eyes lingered. My chest squeezed with shame.

I moved toward my old chair, but Donnie’s voice cut through the silence. “Oh, Kira, sit here instead.”

He pointed to the small wooden stool the servants used when they were off duty. His lips curled faintly upward.

He chuckled. “That’s more fitting for you anyway until you stop bullying Lily.”

The humiliation burned like acid, but I bit my tongue until it bled. I sat, lifting my chin high, refusing to let either of them see me break.

Donald served Lily first, cutting her pancake into neat pieces, his voice dripping with admiration. “See how she glows, Kira, you should learn from Lily.”

I smiled smugly, “I intend to learn from you both.”

Later, when I returned to my room, my heart sank. The closet was empty. My clothes, my books—all gone.

“Donald,” I hissed when I found him in the hallway. “Where are my things?”

“Oh,” he said casually, “Lily needed more space. So, your things were moved upstairs to the attic. You don’t mind, do you?”

“I do mind,” I snapped. “She already has my room, why did she have to bring her things to the guestroom?”

“Stop being dramatic, Kira, it’s not like you need those things you aren't going anywhere anytime soon,” Donald said, as he walked away.

That afternoon, Lily came into my room while Donald was gone. She leaned against the doorway, her belly outlined by her fitted dress, her eyes glittering with victory.

“Do you like how things are now, cousin?” she asked, her tone honeyed poison. “This is just the beginning. Soon, this house, his name, his love—everything will be mine.”

My teeth ground together. “You’ve already taken enough.”

Lily’s laugh rang out, sharp and mocking. “Enough? Oh, Kira, you have no idea. Donnie never wanted you. He used you. You were just the ladder. And now that he’s at the top, you’re nothing but rotten wood.”

The rage boiled inside me, but before I could retort, footsteps echoed in the hallway. Donald appeared.

“What’s going on here?”

Lily’s face shifted instantly—crocodile tears welling, voice breaking. “Donnie… I think Kira is upset with me. I didn’t mean to upset her. I told her she can hurt me if it helps her heal, I don’t mind. I just don’t want her to hate me.”

Donald’s glare cut into me like steel. “Kira! Lily has done nothing but care for you. And this is how you repay her?”

I laughed bitterly. “Care for me? She’s mocking me—”

“Enough!” Donald barked. “You should be grateful you have a cousin like her. You don’t deserve her kindness.”

Lily clutched his arm like a wounded saint, whispering, “Donnie, please don’t scold her. She’s hurting.”

The venom in her eyes met mine over his shoulder. And just like that, the devil played angel, and he swallowed every word.

By evening, I couldn’t take it anymore. I opened my suitcase where I hid the divorce papers Ginny had sent. My heart pounded as I walked into the study.

“Donald,” I said calmly, placing the documents on the desk. “You need to sign this. It’s for company accounts. Ginny asked me to have you handle it quickly.”

He picked it up and was about to read it when Lily’s voice sounded from the hall, “Donnie, please come, my legs hurt.”

Donald immediately turned, forgetting I was even there. I could have been a shadow. Or less.

He closed the document and scowled, “Later, I need to check on Lily.”

“Now,” I pressed. “She said it was urgent.”

He huffed, picked up the pen, and without reading a word, scrawled his name across the bottom.

“Happy now?”

Before I could respond, Lily’s voice floated from the hall again. “Donnie! Come here, I need you!”

His face softened instantly. “Coming, Princess.” He tossed the papers at me and strode out without a second thought.

I stared down at the signed divorce agreement, my fingers trembling as I lifted it. A bitter smile curved my lips.

Now I just had one more thing to do and I’ll leave this hellhole with my mother.