Flashback

I was heading towards the kitchen, just when my eyes fell on few men sitting with my dad, I head towards them as I heard them mentioning my mom's name.

"Is there anyway the 100% property could be mine?" My dad asked.

I halted right there, he wants all the property on his name? Mom owned the other half right, didn't he already got it?

I silently peered and kept listening to their conversation.

"No Mr. Selig, not for now... Ms. Pierce has transferred it all on your daughter Edla's name." He revealed, and there I stood totally shocked.

"These whores will be the death of me." I hear him growl angrily and I look down sadly.

His next words shocked me even more.

"What if she dies?!" He asked with no emotion in his voice.

I shivered and gulped, I was indeed scared, will he kill me if they said yes?

"Then the whole company will be governments property Mr. Selig, that's not possible.... but there is indeed a way now that I think of it." He replied.

I exhaled, calming myself.

"What's it?" He asked excitedly.

"Once she turns 21, she can sign the property under your name... then even if she dies, property will be yours." He stated.

"WHAT THE FUCK, I have to wait 7 freaking years and handle that bitch for so long!!"

I flinched on his sudden outburst and ran back to my room, weeping silently.

FLASHBACK ENDS

"Whoever owns the other 50% has no say in this Mr. Marino so you don't have to worry. Your money will be put in a good use, and you'll get it back with interest soon too." Dad stated.

There was complete silence for a while, as everyone waited for his reply.

"How about we share some words in private, Mr. Selig." He proposed more like order.

"Alright Mr. Marino.... Everyone please leave, and you" he said pointing at me. "Go with-" He was about to point at someone else.

"You'll stay, go out and wait for me gattina." Mr. Marino cuts him off.

I saw a victory smirk appear on my dad face.

I sighed in relief, did he just save me? I just hope he doesn't has any ill intentions about me.

"Come on Bella let's go." Leo, as I remember his name said and took my hand in his, helping me off Luca's lap.

I follow them outside. I take my hand off Leo's grip.

"What's wrong?" He asked in not so polite tone.

"I- I want to go to washroom." I reply and hurry out of there, leaving the both guys who were with Mr. Marino alone there.

I enter the washroom and look at myself in the mirror.

I feel myself breaking down, if Mr. Marino hadn't asked me to stay, I don't know what would have happened to me.

I break out in tears, unable to control my emotions and cry loudly, almost like a newborn.

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I was sitting silently on one of the chairs quite away from both the guys who were drinking and chatting with each other.

There was still chaos as it was weekend night.

I wasn't paying attention to anything just praying that everything could be fine and I hopefully won't have to lose my virginity to the biggest Mafia tonight.

Suddenly the door opens gaining my attentions and I stand up.

Mr. Marino comes out followed by my dad who looked furious more than anything.

"I'll think about your suggestion again, how about you also give a second thought to my deal Mr. Marino?"

"Si." He answered in one word and headed out, taking a glance at me. The two other men also went out followed by him.

Did he just leave? Am I saved tonight? I felt my heart at ease but just the next moment my eyes fell on my angry dad.

"I-I will leave too, s-sir." I mumbled and go inside.

I change back into my usual dress and head out picking my backpack.

As soon as I went out of the club, it was all silent on the street.

Suddenly I felt a grip on my arm and I was soon pushed against a car.

Dad.

He punched me on my ribs and then on my face, almost breaking my jaw with the force.

"You fucking whore, because of you I didn't get the damn deal! How dare you act out of line, you bitch!" He yelled.

I didn't knew anything about why he was angry and what I did, but it's always like this, so I wasn't shocked. He didn't get the deal, my fault, daisy couldn't pass her test, my fault, the dogs bark, my fault, Daisy can't sing, my fault... you get the scene right?

"Only if your fucking whore for a mother had transferred all the property on my name, I wouldn't be suffering so much! And you also won't be a tool of me for getting deals. I could've gotten rid of a bitch like you."

He snapped and there landed another punch on my stomach as I spitted blood from my mouth.

"You're in for a good beating today. You'll see how much I hate you and your mother."

And there goes another slap. I could feel everything spinning around me as he grabbed my neck and strangled me against the vehicle.

"Be home by 12 or you're dead." He threatened and left, leaving me bruised and shivering right there.

I stood up somehow holding onto the car door's handle.

Every step I took, made me experience hell. I was barely in any senses by now with my nose bleeding and ribs hurting.

I was soon kneeling on the ground, in the cold chilly night. My hands and feet numb.

I knew I was going to pass out, but I couldn't afford to or it'll just worsen my punishment.

I forced my eyes open and got up to walk a few steps more. I groaned silently as my ribs felt literally broken. I was hurt, I was broken.... That too beyond repair.

All the way back home was a hell like experience for me and here I was, standing outside the door of the place which brings me unlimited pain, where I shouldn't return but I have to.

I open the door with little or no strength whatsoever left in me and walked in.

To my surprise, dad didn't stop me as I headed to basement, though he looked extremely angry and panicked.

I sat on the bed and groaned in pain, I could've drifted to sleep just like that without even changing into comfortable clothes but suddenly there was a knock on door.

I opened the door only to find my stepmom.

"Wh-what's wrong mom?" I mumbled.

"Mr. Marino has asked for you, tomorrow night, he'll be paying us a huge amount for a night with you." She said without any expression.

I felt my heart drop, I really thought he had no such intention after he had left from the club but seems like he's also a merciless and irrational man like any other of my dad's friend.

Tears welled up my eyes, I didn't wanted to go, and for that I was ready to lose my self respect to this ruthless woman in front of me.

"Ma'am please I-I don't want to go... save me please, I'll do anything." I literally begged her but to no avail.

"You'll go Edla, and if you didn't I'll send all my friends to this little room of yours to fuck the life out of you!" Dad threatened, coming downstairs.

"S-sir, why does he wants me, I am not even a virgin a-and isn't he the most powerful mafia, girls want to be with him... he can get whoever he wants, wh-why me?" I blurted out in frustration and a tight slap landed on my face.

"He's giving us so much damn money for fucking your useless body and moreover you're not even virgin, so yes you're going or you know what will happen! I'll make the same amount of money by letting all my friends take turn at you and moreover if you become useless for us after that, you know what happens to your sister next." He warned and walked out of their followed by mom.

I closed the door, terrified more than anything. I couldn't think of anything, my mind was numb and all the sleep gone.

I don't want this, I never wanted, I don't know what mess I'm in... he could kill me for anything I would do wrong if I went and if I didn't dad will make sure I will experience something worse than hell.

I fell on ground right there unable to move, I felt my world crashing down, what I ever did to deserve this. Why does he wants me to spend the night with, girls are head over heels for him, then why me.

What if he really intends to kill me, but if he wanted he could've in that alley, when I ran into him, moreover why would he even need an excuse to kill a girl like me? I'm like an ant in front of him.

I stood up, walking to the washroom and taking off my clothes. I take a glance at mirror, my back filled with purple - blue bruises, and many belt marks. I wore my baggy clothes and went to bed, laying down and covering myself with every piece of cloth present, as it was freezing cold.

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To be continued . . .