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Now, even this has a price tag on it.

Declan is doing the same thing with the stupid fucking list.

That’s all I am.

A whore who’s paying with her body.

But not voluntarily.

He turns me around to face him, gripping my jaw so I have to look at him.

He licks his lips.

I already know what’s about to happen.

I’m praying dad walks back into the kitchen.

I’m not so lucky this time.

Robert slams his lips into mine, his other hand yanking up my dress. His fingers dig into my pussy through the thin material.

I try to push him away, but it never works.

So I do the only thing I can think of.

I knee him hard.

He stumbles back, but before I can react, he slaps me across the face.

Hard.

The force splits my lip.

Fucking great.

I touch my mouth. Feeling the blood.

I shake my head and look behind him, hoping my dad is coming in.

I hear footsteps.

Robert quickly passes me a tissue. “I’m sorry I didn’t see you there. Are you okay?”

Fucking asshole.

Playing the innocent boy in front of my dad.

“Patricia, are you okay?”

My dad rushes over to check on me.

I give him a nod, then walk away. I glance at the bitch who ruined everything.

She’s smiling.

I wonder, once again, can I kill her?

I’ve thought about it. Thought about how I’d do it. How slow I’d make it.

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