d on me. I felt the cold

y father

e's wearing a white dress shirt with a loose tie around his neck. A sparkling watch is on his wrist, and hi

sir. Come here, Emma!

n my gaze away from the man in the living room. I gul

o, huh?" Father

his grip. I whimpered

-I

of my plans. I expected him to be as

r." He pressed his

ip, feelin

." said

ed on him. His hair is well fixed and he's looking serious while looking somewhe

ess. It seemed like all he wanted w

e. He's sitting, but he's screaming dignity and pow

t any reason that's gotta be me. And for sure, this man r

g to pull myself up. My dad spat out a raw laugh. H

r. I'm sorry, she

eal to be sealed now. I don't hav

cause he's here and dad didn't beat me up. The brewing unre

ot today. Not

es sir, o

e appeared on his face. His piano-lik

here!" he

just shaking because of the man there. He's rea

r called again,

rooding eyes almost tore me to pieces. He's seriously looking at me with his deep brown eyes

Come

the living room to sit in front of him. I gulped as I met his gaze. He scanned me from my foot to my head and his

at went dry at the thought of him looking at me with his eyes closed. His scent is all over the p

Mr. Anderson. " M

I uttered in

ch?" he

on't know why I was surprised, even thoug

uhm

nervous and excited about this, huh? A wealth

it his good-looking face. But I guess this is how the

hundred dollars, and that's for tw

hat's for a week. I can still remember that man who used me for a w

?" the man sp

in. A huge lump clot in my throat. His jaw moved in a harsh way as he glared at me. I saw his fist ball up. V

Isn't he rich? With his watch and car that's screaming luxury

ights! And you can even take her int

ed my s

she will improve his perfor

it." he

eyes tight and bowed his head lightly, like he's havi

er to you, young man." My father chu

me that I couldn't form. He's like... hurt? I don't know. I don't think I'm

just le

ty mi

n. I thought I turned deaf when I heard him. But when

wha

I'll buy her fo

Haha... H

ft me. My father nervously lighted a cigarette and puffed it. I saw on my periphera

onths then, Mr. Anderson? " My

Twenty million? Who wastes money

. He just stared at me for

is lips stretched for an ev

when he spoke. My first word in my head was,

e?" My fat

time. " he

my hands, resting on my thigh. It was only then that I rea

xpect that sir." My fat

ee my pleading in my eyes, that he will not give me to this man. I can't manage to be sol

lls me to this man for life. Because I have it all planned already! I have my

isn't enough?" His deep evil

ather wasn't able to speak any words. He glance

million

and my eyes wen

father couldn't believ

'm sure of. He is so evil. If only I could hurt him and shout at him so that he would leave, I

ars, Alberto. And I want