Your greatest mistake

Chapter 19

I lose it. I am on Victor so fast he doesn't have a chance to stop me. "You put your own daughter through this?" I look into his eyes and feel even more sick. "Loralie is not even your daughter is she? Loralie was one of these women, wasn't she?" I demand, forcing his back against the far wall as hard as I can.

It doesn't take long before his dogs come running in to stop me from fucking up their boss. He instantly waves his hand and everyone leaves.

Victor looks at me without any fear and rests his hands on mine. "Let me down, son, and I will tell you everything you need to know."

"Bullshit! You would not know the truth if it introduced itself to you," I hiss.

Again, Victor pats my hands. "Come son, I am getting old, and time is short. No more secrets. Let me down and I will tell you everything."

I look into his eyes and choose to believe him. If I am going to get any answers this has to be on his terms, I know that, so I let go and take a step back from him.

Victor walks around me like a vulture would circle its prey. But I follow his every move around me.

"Yes, Loralie was from here. She was trained to be everything the organization needed your wife to be. Her real name is Willow dee Vance.

"My high school girlfriend that went missing?" I couldn't know they were the same girl. She has grown up so much since then but once I showed I cared for any girl she went missing so I stopped trying. Now I find out they all had a fate worse than death because I dared to care about them.

FUCK!

"Are you telling me every girl I ever liked is here?"

"Not all but the ones with merit. They were brought here but not many passed. Most ended up in the fantasy room then the incinerator. Loralie was the only original of your choices that made it through."

I feel the bile rising and it takes everything I have to stop it from coming up.

"What is the training" I ask, not wanting to know yet needing to know what Loralie ... I mean Willow went through to end up with me.

Victor looks at me for a moment then walks me out of the room. Once he's out he opens the door to a room to his right.

Inside are women fresh and young, some no older than twelve. "These women have been selected for training. They will be beaten and raped until they stop fighting and stop screaming. Once they are broken, they are trained. If they fail, they are taken to the fantasy section where people pay a massive price for one final play. From there you know the rest, but if they succeed, they are adopted into high end families and married off to produce children.

Every woman in here is fucked with no protection. Every child born from these women are taken from them at the moment it is born, and she is fucked until she falls pregnant again. Every baby born here is sold on the black market for incredible prices because of our large turn out and high end variety."

Willow, my poor Willow. What did they do to you? She was forced to give up child after child. She was prepared to give up our son, but it was me, she said it herself, it wasn't her pain she was worried about it was mine. She called herself disgusting and said she didn't deserve my pity or protection. This explains so much.

Victor clears his throat, preparing me that there is obviously more. Fuck, I don't think I can handle much more right now.

"Why would you do all this? She wasn't even your daughter. Why?"

He sighs. "You're right she isn't my daughter. I was only ever able to father one child, a son. I played with my best friend's wife, and she bore my son, and to save us the scandal and us both losing more than the scandal was worth we devised a plan."