People always see what is on face but not peek on inside. In this party, my birthday party, I am all alone even though I am the one that owns the day. Everyone here wears a mask. Madam(mom), Sir(dad) and the guests.

A pauper thinks that being rich is great but in my story I am not the happy one. All I do is wear a fake smile hide my scars and thank everyone who greet me out of greed to make their ties better with the Bloodsworth family.

Sir, also my father, is the leader of family. Everyone says that my dad, Evans Bloodsworth is the best man that no one in this world would ever find. Best man? A man who pushed my mother to commit suicide and brought a bunch of hostess or rather mistress for the family. I is all my mother's curse on him that none of his Mistresses were able to give him a heir or even a child. They all died while giving birth. Neither they nor the child survived.

Maybe this is the reason I am torture to be the perfect holder of a family and lead every single member of the family.

No one knows how it feels to be kept under icy cold water for a whole night or being left in a dark room for days without food and water.

I am not allowed to talk to boys, not allowed to make friend and am not allowed to make a mistake.

If I talk to a commoner then I will have to give up on my one of the most precious thing.

In this party I have no one to be said mine. Neither farther nor friend. Everyone is a stranger to me and will remain so.

For sir, any occasion is a opportunity to make new business deals. Madam takes this day to be free to gamble with her friends and show off her assets. My uncles use it as a medium to criticise sir's doings and other people use this day as a medium to enter family.

I neither want to be part of family nor do I want to be extremely rich. I just wish to find a day where I could fly i n the open sky beautifully like a dove. I want to spread love, peace, care and freedom to all.

I don't need these riches, there are people who can make a better use of them. There is a pauper who cares for it more than me.

Just don't know why God is so unjust to give people the opposite of what they want.

I know that there will be a day when I will be free.

"Lily, come here and meet Mr. Lockwood. He is successor of the Highland company. I truly wish someone like him to be a member of family" said mother while introducing me to a playboy who has five Mistress and is at least ten years elder to me in age.

Madam always wants to get rid of me so she keeps introducing me wealthy people so that I can leave the family and then she and her boyfriend can take over the family...

"Mrs. Doris Bloodsworth, you really have a eye for men" said a voice standing behind me. "Thank you, Mr. Carter. You are not as cold as gossip says" madam greeted him.

Who is he? Why is madam so sugary towards him? Maybe he is some extreme rich guy, who is another brand of playboy in the market but I really don't purchase cheap things like these. If I had ability then I would really shut down this sort of low standard market.

" Mrs. Bloodsworth are you in a thought that I praised you. You don't need to be so sweet I only men that a slut like you really knows the choice of her men. You both suit each other, a bitch for a dog who would woof around anywhere and are unaware of a term called "class" or "loyalty."

Mr. Carter is really a great man to disgrace madam with those words. I might really take him as my inspiration and keep a cold shoulder towards everyone and fill every moment of bully with sarcasm.

"Mr. Carter! You really should keep a watch on your words. You don't deserve to disgrace Bloodsworth family. We are not some weakling who could be crushed by you and you bad tongue" madam bursted all her anger on Mr. Carter. God knows what she would do.

Madam is well known for her short temper. She killed her sister out of anger because she tried to flirt with father. She turns to a active volcano when someone tries to hurt her self made reputation.

Carter whispered in her ear "Woman, do you think I am so feeble that I can not turn your family to ruins? I guess media would want to know that you were in Q city with Loris Blacksmith in Y hotel in 1258 room on 22 and 30 May." He is really fabulous..

"How do you know that" Madam's anger changed in to an expression of intense fear coming from Mr. Carter. It is first time I have seen madam like that. She deserves it.

I wish if I were him then no one in this world could torture me or try to tame me. " Thank you Mr. Carter " I said in lowest voice at his back. That poker face turned to me and gave me a cold smile, then walked away.

Who is he? Carter... never heard that name before but his aura tells that he is not someone to be messed with. When he walks everyone is scared but a special kind of strength comes from him when it us me. I am now a admirer of him and his high profile. He might be the best creation of God. Never met someone like him before.

" Lily stop staring at him. He is just a pauper who became rich. He was not more that a beggar in past. He can not match to people like us who are born with a silver spoon in their mouth" madam scolded me.

" I was not staring at him. I just thought that he was rude enough to badmouth a beautiful and majestic woman like you. He came to our party and said bad to you, unbearable " I flattered madam so that she may not punish me.

"you are a good girl lily. Now go to your room, I will announce end if the party after that suddenly - got - rich person destroyed my mood." said madam.

Next day was as tiring as usual. It continued with daily dance, music, art and cutlery practice like those girls in high society do. I was glad to have enough time for studying.

Today was not as cruel like other days. I felt lively, soulful and enlightened. Mr. Carter was like an angel that came to my dark life to eradicate darkness.

"Lily bring me the diamond ring I gave for polishing from the merchant" Madam again spoke in her ordering tone.

Accepting her order I when right to the merchant. She is always like this. she cares more for jewelry than anyone's life.

As soon as, I got out of the store I heard a loud bang. A truck rushed into limousine taking away life of few people. There lied a handsomely attractive blond haired who looked like a familiar face.

I got near to the accident scene and found that man to be Mr. Carter. Why does God do terrible things to people that are bearable around me.

I hurried towards him and embraced him in my arms. "Mother..." he mumbled while touching my cheeks gently. Ambulance was called and he was sent to hospital.

I asked my most loyal and only secret friend, Ray, who is our family driver to get the ring to Madam and tell her that I met the man she introduced me yesterday and went for a coffee with him.

I accompanied Carter to ambulance and watched till he entered the hospital room. After one hour when doctor came out to tell that he was out of danger, I finally took a sigh of relief.

I couldn't wait to see how he was doing so I helped my self in his room and found him unconscious. I gently rubbed his hairs and cried as if it was I who was injured. (Because tears fell on his cheeks,) he soon woke up while I was still there.

His fingers tenderly brushed my nose and he had a soft smile lit on his glorious face. "If you were mine I would have treated you better" his words shocked me and my cheeks went tomato red.

I ran out of the room out a weird embarrassment. I took a cab and went home. Ray sat on the staircase and sobbed silently.

" Ruined" he said at the sight of me. " What does madam knows that I lied to her?" I asked as I was suffering grave terror. As Ray nods his head I suffered a intense fright.

I should have never come back and should have hidden in the hospital or should have asked Mr. Carter for help. I felt helpless. I framed many ideas to escape from the crazy woman.

I walked past the door taking smooth and inaudible step but still the crazy one found me.

"Lily, Eric came to meet you as he couldn't find you in coffee shop" with her words, the playboy pop up from her back carrying a witch like smile on his face.

"Oh my god, you found me. I thought to give you a surprise by bringing you a platinum necklace matching with your beauty and ring. But look at me I could not find any piece matching your godly image so I finally decided to design one for you." there goes my great ideas against madam.

" Fine just go to your room and let me see the design within a day" again that woman said things drowned in fake pride of hers.