Candela

After witnessing the tragic death of her parents at the hands of rogue vampires, Candela Rio finds her way to give her parents the justice they deserve. Driven by hatred, she volunteered herself as one of the maids of the Crimson Family, the vampires who are responsible for the death of her beloved parents. Her plan all started smooth, easily playing the game of revenge she created not until she encountered Blade, the arrogant and ruthless son of Crimson.

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“Here’s your luggage Can, all packed up including the fake documents you’ve requested.” She glances at her best friend, slipping a smile on her lips.

“No words can tell how very thankful I am for at least having you Owen.” The man took the distance between them, caging her to his masculine arms.

Candela sniffs the manly fragrance coming from her best friend and must admit that she’s merely attracted to it. “Just take care of yourself Can. Remember that I’m not going with you so I can’t protect you.” She lifted her eyes to the man, towering his heights.

“You don’t have to remind me of that Owen, you know I can protect myself. Leaving my body unharmed.” Owen let out a chuckle before messing up her nicely tied-up, long crimson wavy hair.

“What the hell!? I took an hour to have my hair nicely tied up.” Candela demanded, fixing again her almost tangle hair.

She began to look at her reflection again and there she saw the grown-up lady that once an innocent child before. An innocent girl lurked herself inside the cabinet while watching how her parents died at the hands of traitors.

She balled her fist tightly, droplets of tears rush off from her eyes. “Long wait is over Can, there’s no place for your tears ever again.” She reminded herself before wiping out her tears ruining her light makeup.

“Please take care of yourself Can.” She turned to Owen, a wicked smile plastered on her lips.

“I need to go, Owen, I might be left by the train.” After getting her luggage and bag, she gives her best friend a tight hug.

Owen then encircled his arms around Candela, pulling it closer to him. Candela bit shocked because of that, especially when Owen’s breath hits her bare shoulder. She awkwardly freed herself from his hugs.

“See you soon Owen!” She waves her hand on air before jumping in the taxi that will send her to the train station.

Driven by excitement with a bit of nervousness, her hands began to sweats. Not because she was afraid but because she is excited to see the murderer of her parents.

As the taxi having its way out of the city where she grew up upon being an orphan, she can’t help but sniff again. Surely, she will miss this place. If it’s not because of her plan, then she won’t be going to leave this small yet peaceful city. But she can do everything just to make her plans happened.All rights © NôvelDrama.Org.

“Crimson.” She mumbled while looking at the taxi’s window.

After thirteen long years of waiting, she’s finally found her way to entered that almost forbidden castle. The same castle where she and her parents were supposed to live but because of eagerness to the power, it didn’t happen.

She was left alone, no shoulder to cry on. No parents that can offer her the hugs she needed the most. She even starved to death that time. What can an innocent child do to support and feed herself?

Love, care, and life of having parents on her side, all of that took away from her. All she went through left the only thing on her mind. Breaking the innocence she has before and letting her leaving her life now with hatred.

When the train finally sent her to the town ruled by the Crimson family, her heartbeats became doubled or even tripled. She’s eager to see the castle that is supposed to be her. She’s eager to see Lord Magnus, her father’s trusted best friend but manages to betray him. She’s eager to start her plans, eager to see how the Crimson family would be destroyed. Spilling the truths wasn’t enough. Taking away their power is even not. The lives of her parents had taken away from her, then as for the payback… blood. The lifeless body of the Crimson would be her only happiness.

She tightens her grip onto her luggage’s handle as she stopped at the main gate of the place she’s waiting to see.

“I love you Mom, Dad…” She uttered, looking at the skies before stepping inside the traitor’s territory.

She is Candela Rio and for her, revenge is all that matters.