Chapter 2 Selling His Daughter To You!

• Kostantin Petrakis, fiercely pounded the punching bag, each blow stronger than the last. This was his way of releasing all the anger and accumulated hatred he had harbored for fifteen years against the Ferrer Altamirano and Alcazar families. They had once mocked him and his family, humiliated them, and destroyed his family. But now, things had changed. The moment had finally arrived, and he would show them no mercy. In less than an hour, he would take the first step towards fulfilling his promised revenge.
• That's why he was there, the city had welcomed his family 35 years ago when they arrived from the Dodecanese Islands in Greece. They came here after his grandparents ruthlessly disinherited his father for he fell in love with a household servant.
• His grandfather despised his mother and tried to grab his mother, who was pregnant with him at the time, to force her to have an abortion. His father, against all odds, eloped here with his mother
• There, he had to learn to work as a laborer. Instead of being the heir of the Zabat family, he became a humble gardener. But he loved gardening and botany, it didn't take him long to adapt to these new circumstances. After all, it had always been his hobby, which his family opposed, as they had raised him, want to he take over the family business.
• His father, Bastian, could have broken up social class by hard work. But he lived in constant fear that his grandfather would find him and expel him from his home at any moment.However, he didn't learn this story until the moment of his father's death.
• Memories of the past flooded his mind as he accelerated his punches, trying to push away those painful moments. His eyes welled up, but he refused to shed a single tear.
• "Vasil doesn't exist! He died years ago, and now you are Kostantin Petrakis. Your goal is to destroy the Ferrer Altamirano, Alcazar, and Zabat families, never to love again. And above all, to ruin that damn Natalia, you must destroy her until she wishes for death, although she doesn't even deserve that. Her destiny is to live tormented."
• His face showed a wicked smile. The sweet, loving, considerate boy had already disappear, only ruthless, vengeful, and cruel monster now. What he only knew is how to hate and humiliate, just as they had once done to him. His only weakness in the world was his sister. For her, he can do anything, only want to her happy.
• The force used to strike the punching bag was so strong that it detached from the ceiling support and flew off, breaking upon impact. It was the fourth one he had broken this week.
• His friend Stavros watched him with a furrowed brow.
• "Who the hell do you think the bag is?" the man asked curiously.
• Without answering, Kostantin removed his boxing gloves, carelessly tossing them aside.
• "Do you still need to ask?" he replied. "I think you already know the answer. My desire to destroy them is greater than any feeling in the world. I can’t wait to having them in front of me, to trample them, make them suffer," he said, clenching his hands tightly with a cold expression.
• “Kostantin, have you ever wondered if there any misunderstanding? Is there a possibility that Natalia was forced to do that? What if she is also a victim of those families?” Stavros inquired, despite his friend's stern gaze. I shrugged.
• “Do you think I'm an idiot?! If there was any doubt about that, it disappeared the moment she married Sergio Alcazar. When I saw her at that moment, there was not a hint of annoyance or distress on her face. On the contrary, she was happy to join her life with that wretch.” The man's green eyes sparkled with hatred. “She has been very happy all these years, enjoying all her fortune, living a lavish life, attending parties and scandals, sleeping with one person after another without any shame, because she has always been a woman of low morals. Now it's my turn to be happy at the expense of her suffering, because I will make her pay for every tear shed by my family, and that includes my father's death.”he said through gritted teeth, fueled by anger.
• Just then, his cellphone started ringing. He walked over to the table where he had left the phone and answered the call. It was his secretary.
• - Kostantin, Mr. Simon Ferrer has called. They have accepted all the conditions presented to save their factories, the cement plants, and the metallurgical company. He wants to arrange a meeting with you. In fact, they are eager to meet, showing their willingness to accept anything you ask for.
• - Even selling me his daughter? - he asked, raising his eyebrows with absolute pleasure.
• - Yes, even selling you his daughter! - Sabrina replied, feeling pity for the dark fate for that woman. In her opinion, if she live with Kostantin, he would completely destroy her.
• "Remember this: nothing is written in the stars. Not in these, nor in any others. No one controls their destiny." Gregory Maguire.