le aches and I keep dragging myself, they can't find me, I refuse

week

. Kic

Marion is pacing back and forth, his chest heaving. He t

tening his grip. I try to fight him but I'm no match for his strength. He h

, I stand up trying to

in front of his men. The monster leaves the ro

a big king-size bed, a big walk-in closet since he always wants me to look

ut I don't go there all I'll see are huge men with g

my dress. He sways his eyes away blus

a moment taking me in. I walk past him taking off my th

the bathtub, taking my time to scrub my body, and putting sham

about myself these days, it's long curly black hair. She continues to

leaning against

before coming to my lips but I mov

tightly, and I

ss difficult." He sneers pushing me. " I ha

til you let me go,

, to hold, ke

l him stubbornly. I wrap a towel aro

r? I need to leave soon and fast. I need to go to my mother but does she even care? she know

es she miss me?

was killed, I don't want my mother a

ture, and abuse I've endu

all his associates, he was new in the drug cartel business, my father and I were also against it but we were poor so he

told my mother as she helped

looks happier now, she always hated poverty, she despised that we lived in a small house and didn't have much, she's a woman who always wanted more, jewelry, good food, the boat cruise just the good life b

want to," I comp

eautifully, it is from her I got my flawle

a classy manner. I chuckle, since when are we this classy? Mama looks at the emerald necklace my father recently pu

ll her in Spanish, She smiles,

roll my eyes as I p

I repeat what I said ea

lly dressed people talking with g

, he turns to me with a sm

ightly lower their heads to me. An intimidating mine appears in front o

p and my breath hitches, Mario takes my hand

ario,"

e me feel hot and the butterfli

business, but Mario keeps glancing in my d

ot taking his eyes off Mario