STEP DADDY 2: FAMILY TIES (COMPLETED)

#23: There's Always A Choice

11:45AM | Zeus Mendez's Ranch

Neveah's POV

"Yo! Wake up!"

Slowly opening my eyes, I faced the doorway and saw a silhouette of a man standing.

"You up?" he asks me in demanding tone.

Coughing, "Yeah---Yeah, I'm up," I said standing up.

The previous night was terrible. I sat in complete darkness in a small room that reeked of piss. The women continued crying and yelling for their freedom. I may have gotten a few hours of sleep if that.

Stepping into the light, I stared up at the man who towered over me and smelled like expensive cologne. It was Mateo. To be honest, he looked better in person then he did on picture. He was dressed in a black t-shirt and jeans with a chrome pistol tucked in a holster on his right hip. Both of his arms were covered in tattoos. He had light brown eyes and short curly hair.

I willingly held my wrist out, so he could handcuff them.

He says, "That won't be necessary." He removed his pistol from the holster and uses it to motion for me to walkup the staircase. I noticed that I no longer heard the other women's cries or pleads for their freedom.

That didn't sit right with me.

"Why is it so quiet?" I ask while walking up the stairs.

"Don't worry about it, just be happy that you're here instead of with them."

I said nothing else and continued my stride up the stairs. Mateo shut and locked the door and told me to follow him towards this black wooden door that was just a few feet away. He pulled out a set of keys and unlocked the door.

"You have an hour to get dressed."

Confused, I asked, "Dressed for what?"

"You're having breakfast with Zeus. Your outfit is on the bed." He pointed.

I slowly walked over to the neatly made queen-sized bed and looked at the dress and shoes that were laid out for me. The cream-colored spaghetti- strapped sundress was long and flowy. Alongside them were a matching pair of sandals.

"Zeus has good taste." I complimented. "He even got me fresh pair of underwear, how thoughtful."

"You're a minor, that's why." Mateo informs me before slamming the door shut.

Well, it's good to know that he isn't a pedophile, still doesn't mean he's not an ass for holding me and my daughter captive.

I stripped out my dirty clothing and ran myself a hot shower. As soon as the temperature was right, I stepped inside and reached for my washcloth and a bottle of Bath and Body Works shower gel. The scent, Into The Night, smelled heavenly as I inhaled the scent in the shower steam. I then lathered up my washcloth with the soap and began thoroughly washing my body since I didn't know the next time, I was going to physically touch water. After fifteen minutes, I stepped out the shower damn near begging for air because it was so hot. Luckily, there was AC on inside of the bedroom. I managed to make it to the bed before I collapsed. Trying to make sure my ass was clean I damned near killed myself from a heat stroke.

KNOCK! KNOCK! KNOCK!

"You got thirty minutes!" Mateo yelled through the door.

"Alright!" I yelled back.