Before the man could do anything, the female servant entered the room with a silver tray in her hand then as usual put it on the round wooden table. The man hissed then locked her in her room. Hibara felt relieved and enjoyed her food. They served miso soup and rice with 3 takoyaki in a small ceramic bowl. She felt grateful to be able to eat a delicious meal but the bodyguards were perverts, they raped her instead of guarding the door outside.

"Gochisousama Desu," she recited then put her chopsticks on the tray.

She felt like she was spinning suddenly, then her sight turned blurry. She felt sick then hurried to the bathroom and vomited.

Soon, she was sick for several days but she ate quite a lot of food. The normal amount of food served wasn't enough for her. The bodyguards dared not to get close to her thanks to her sickness. She always vomited when she smelled the smell of the paint. She has stopped painting since then.

The next day, Tsukasa entered the room and questioned her current condition. She told him to not worry but he was still worried. He touched her forehead but she was totally fine.

In a sudden, the Mafia don entered the room together with his secretary and his hefty bodyguard. He saw Tsukasa show kindness to her. Tsukasa stood up then bowed. The Mafia don took her painting and examined it.

"It's still unfinished, why? I was being flexible with you, I let you finish one art a day, now it's almost two weeks but you can't even finish one art. Do you wish for freedom or banishment?" The Mafia don complained.

"Papa, the other bodyguards, they are-"

"Yes, I heard about it. Fuji-kun killed them then he himself get killed too. He was naïve," the Mafia don cut Tsukasa before he could finish his words.

The smell of the painting was concentrated in the air which made Hibara sick. Tsukasa bridal-carried her but was stopped by the Mafia don.

"Leave her alone, you're never kind to anyone,"

"But not anymore, sorry Papa," Tsukasa disobeyed the Mafia Don's order.

His secretary almost took out his gun but the Mafia don stopped him. He exhaled the smoke of his cigar and waited until they were done.

"Papa, the girl, she's not sick, she's pregnant," the secretary whispered to the Mafia don.

"How can this be?" He asked with a deep monotone voice.

"The bodyguards who guarded her before raped her. One of them might be the father of the child,"

The Mafia don showed no expression and he didn't care too much about the girl. Tsukasa and Hibara left the bathroom then Tsukasa helped her to sit. The Mafia don immediately pulled her yukata harshly and examined her stomach. He released her then ordered his man to dispose of her immediately. A pathetic filthy girl like her deserved no place in his mansion.

"But she didn't do it purposely, papa!" Cried Tsukasa.

The Mafia don left without a word, Tsukasa followed him. Hibara was left alone in the room. She was surprised then she cried.

At night, she received the news. Tsukasa sacrificed himself so that Hibara could live. Unfortunately, Hibara didn't love him but she felt sorry for his death and even guilty.

Nine months had passed in a flash, her stomach swollen and it was huge and round. She covered her face when she painted so that she was able to paint. She strokes her stomach every time she paints. The female servants who sent her food couldn't wait to see her newborn baby soon. The Mafia don let her live as long as she paint a beautiful and productive arts for him to sell.

One evening, an old maid entered the room and served her meal. Before she left, Hibara was in great pain. She bled, and the maid immediately called the other maids to help her. It was time for Hibara to give birth to her child.

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Releasing the pain, she finally heard the sweet voice of an infant cry then she collapsed.

She woke up and saw her newborn baby sleeping in her arms. She was so happy about it. She sat up then tore her sleeves and the lower part of her yukata and used them to wrap her little child and as the child's blanket to keep him warm. The maid gave her some new clothes for her but the Mafia don demanded them to throw them away. They could do nothing except provide her some good meals and new paints and canvas.

She never changed her clothes since the first day she was brought into the mansion. She wore a ragged yukata, exposing her skin more than before. She gave birth to a beautiful boy, she loved the child more than anyone else.

One lovely morning, she sang a lullaby when her little boy cried then the Mafia don entered the room alone with his secretary. The little boy slowed down her painting process so he needed to be disposed of. His secretary hijacked her baby from her arms then left immediately. Hibara cried then begged the Mafia don to give her mercy. She just wanted to be with her child.

The Mafia don ignored her then deserted her in the room. She cried and banged the door, begging for somebody to give her back her child. She cried until she lost her voice. Poor woman cried the whole day for her child.

In an office, the secretary still held the sleeping little boy in his arms.

"What should we do with this child, papa?" He asked.

The mafia don opened the panel of the window then took the child. He lifted him up in the air and before he released the child, the little boy woke up and smiled then he laughed. The little boy's smile softened his heart, instead of disposing of him, he kept the infant in his arms. He closed the window then tickled the little boy's belly. He laughed, showing his gum without teeth. The Mafia don left his office alone then headed to Hibara's room. He knew how wrong he was, he developed compassion from the child. He realised that he wanted to raise the child too and be his father.

Crying, Hibara heard the ticking sound of the door being unlocked. She sat up and saw the Mafia don and her little infant. The Mafia don gave her the boy then she hugged him tightly. She growled at him and forced him to not touch her child.

She was so fierce and wild when people touched or got closer to her infant.

At night, the Mafia don tried to think of a way to soften Hibara's heart when she was so wild and vicious. He wanted Hibara to be with him, together with her child.

The next day, he asked his men to move Hibara to a luxurious bedroom so she could sleep comfortably with her child. He even gave her new clothes for her to wear and he forced her to wear them. She looked elegant with those dresses. Not just that, but her prosthetic leg was given back to her. The Mafia don bought back her sold prosthetic leg then added some wire so that she was able to stand and walk properly.

Hibara's life was getting merrier and happier. She lived comfortably in the mansion even though she spent most of the time painting in her new room but she had the best companion who loved to laugh and smile. She could dance with her child in the presence of her prosthetic wooden leg.

One morning, a maid entered her room with a flat cuboid box and a letter on top of it. She then bowed then left. Hibara looked inside the box, a beautiful red velvet blouse and a pair of red high heel shoes were in them. She opened the letter and read it:

"I'm inviting you to dinner later at 7 p.m.. Wear the blouse and the shoes, I insist!"

She wanted to smile but refused to do so.

At night, the Mafia don was waiting for her outside her bedroom, smoking his cigar with a maid. He looked so elegant and handsome. Hibara opened the door then got out with her child. The Mafia don took her child and gave it to the maid.

He led her way to the guest dining table then the waitresses in the mansion served them spaghetti. They had seafood for the second menu. Hibara enjoyed the meal.

"Thank you for the invitation, Shogun-sama," Hibara thanked the Mafia don.

Shogun didn't say a word.

The next morning, he visited Hibara and she looked so happy that she smiled when she greeted him. He set his eyes on the art. He leant closer behind her.

"Shogun-sama, you're too close," she whispered nervously.

Shogun took her brush and her palette and put them on the wooden stool. He turned her body and faced her. He lifted her chin then grabbed her waist slowly. Hibara stared at him nervously then her face turned red. He leant closer and before he could kiss her, Yuu, her little boy, cried. Hibara rushed to Yuu then lifted her up. She slowly clapped his body and let him sleep. Shogun disappointingly left the room.

The next night, he summoned her to his room. Hibara rushed to his room and saw the drunken man sitting on his expensive Chinese wood armchair. He called Hibara to get closer. He ordered her to pour the champagne into his wine glass. She poured them slowly until it filled half of the glass. He finished it in a minute. His face was bright red and his eyes were flirty. He took her hands and kissed them.

"Hibara, I love you, I want you to be my bride and I want to be the father of your child and your children in the future. I want Yuu, his little laugh, I miss him. And I need you, Hibara," Shogun mumbled.

"Shogun-sama, you're drunk. You might need some sleep," she shyly answered but her face turned red.

She laid Shogun on his bed then Shogun pulled her closer. He hugged her body tightly.

"Shogun-sama, Yuu might need me,"

He pulled then pushed her on the bed, "Hibara, I want to make love with you, I love you, Hibara," Shogun kissed her lips deeply.

He kissed her slowly, passionately rubbing her body. Hibara was surprised but she kissed him back. They made love that night.

Love grew within the hearts of the two lovers and eventually got married and so the tormenting story of the poor painter ended.