Becoming the Villain’s Family - Chapter 2
Aria’s expression sank.
Why did she have to be beaten and cursed by her own father?
His facial expression was one of absolute disdain. He abhorred her. To him, she was nothing but a burden on his shoulders.
‘I can speak. I have a name, too…’
She blamed her mother.
The mother who would never visit unless it was to deliver potions.
The mother who would scold her when she didn’t drink the potions.
The mother who had never read her fairy tales or sung her a lullaby.1
The mother who had never even embraced her…
‘Does she even love me?’
Aria knew nothing.
She could only watch her as the days went by.
When she turned 10 that spring, she learned everything.
Sophia had passed away.
Her vocal cords were completely torn.
“She took her own life. It was said that she committed a violent crime.”
She knew of the truth only after she overheard the maids’ conversations.
Sophia tried to protect her from Count Cortez.1
‘I was a Siren….’
Siren.
Named after an ancient creature, it was an ability that ran through Sophia’s veins.
The ability to charm, lure, control, and heal others by singing.
Sirens were mythological creatures that only existed in legends.
However, 12 years ago, Count Cortez found out that they truly existed. So he kidnapped a Siren and introduced her to the world.
That Siren was Aria’s mother.
‘Is that how I was born?’
Her whole body trembled.
The news pained her, but it was incomparable to Count Cortez’s domestic violence towards Aria.
“How dare you run away from me, you b*tch! I won’t be your nanny!”
It hurt. A lot.
That day was the worst day of her life.
Aria sat there, tears pricking her eyes, pale hands trembling with fear and sadness.
She tried to block out the screams, but it was impossible, the noise kept ripping her heart.
She felt more pain than the human body could bear and she genuinely believed she would die.
‘I have to run away.’
She had thought of escaping before.
But she was only ten years old.
Furthermore, It had only been a while since she discovered her mother’s true intentions, which were to protect her.
Suddenly, Aria let out a scream.
“Do you want me to kill you?”
Aria shifted her gaze to the source of the voice.
Lloyd Cardence Valentine.
The devilish Grand Duke who was said to have murdered all of his relatives and cut off their limbs at the age of 18.
Here he was, staring at a woman with a broken leg, trapped inside the emperor’s cage and dying.
“Because you called for me.”
“I called for you?”
“The Devil.”
The Grand Duke of Valentine.1
A despicable tyrant like the emperor, but he was also a murderer, and he worshipped the devil.
Rumors said that he sold his bloodstained soul to the devil.
“Call me when you need me.”
“……”
“Your songs can be heard everywhere.”
It was as if the devil had offered her a contract with her soul as collateral.
‘He’ll kill us all…’
Aria was dying anyway. What else would she rather do than revenge?
A bird with a broken wing will not be able to fly again even if its cage was opened.
But at the brink of her death, Aria chose to…
“Come, sweet death.”
Call upon the devil.
The Grand Duke, who barged into the palace, murdered all those who stood in his way, with a single sword.1
Everyone last one of them, all…
“What are you…?”
Count Cortez was too drunk to fully grasp the situation.
He was confused about Aria’s sudden appearance, and he held a wry expression.
But when Aria began to sing, his face brightened and he was soon bathed in astonishment.