"What?" He stops pounding into Anna, and look up at me. His eyes were filled with anger.
He sighs, slowly getting off Anna. She trembles on the floor, with dad cum dripping out her vagina. He stands over Anna, and chuckles.
"This is what you wanted, slut." He holds his penis over her then releases his pee on her. Then reaches into his pocket to throw hundreds of cash on her body.
"Now that I'm done with you.." He began to stare over at me, demanding me to come closer.
I did what I was told, but I didn't get too close. Dad sigh, and climbs over the women body.
"Who am I?" He asks and slowly walks over to me.
"F-Father." I reply.
"Great to know." He strikes a slap across my face, I fell on the floor.
He crouches down, and pulls me closer to his face by my hair.
"Don't you ever tell me to do something." He sneers.
"You are my property and toy." He grins, watching me tremble in fear.
"You're lucky we're not at home." He whispers, giving me a kiss on the cheek.
"Don't think about doing anything."
"Your useless and unwanted."
"Head to the car, I wont say this again." He releases my hair and exits the room, leaving behind his slut and daughter behind.
My body was trembling, I couldn't move.
"I'm sorry." I burst into tears. The lady stood laying on the floor regaining her energy.
"Fuck off." She mumbles.
I stood quiet and got up off from the floor..Wipe my tears, then stick up my middle finger at the bitch.
Afterwards exit out the room. There was many people gathered in front of the church fake mourning my mother death..They just want my family money, it's disappointing.
Dad was with other members of the family, hugging and smiling brightly. I didn't want another strike, so I waited in the car patiently.
A knock appeared at my window, and there was Valentine. My stomach fluttered with butterflies. I roll down the window.
"I didn't get to say this before, but I'm sorry for your loss."
Is he being sincere?
"Thank you..That means a lot." I reply back, smiling. He returns the smile back with a wink.
My cheeks flushed, and I hid them with my hand.
"You look pretty with that dress, I didn't get to mention that also." His green eyes glances down my body mid-way then back up to my face.
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A frown appeared on his face. "Don't hide that pretty face of yours." He gently moves my hands and freezes.
"Did you hit your cheek with something? It's purple."
I pushed his hand away.
"It's nothing." I smile and begin rolling the windows up. He backed up and watched me disappeared from his view.
I watched him stare at the window, but he couldn't see me staring back at him. He gave a last wave before walking off.
Couple minutes later, dad finally arrives and sit next to me. He placed his hand on my thighs and gently smiles.
I'm scared.
I smiled back, hoping I wasn't going to get hit.
He rubs my thigh.
"Please get going, Aaron" He yells to our driver. Aaron nods and glances over at me. He hesitated to speak, but kept his mouth shut.
My body trembled as dad rubbed my thigh. He lift my dress up, exposing my white panty.
"Didn't I tell you to wear black ones?" He frowns, and slaps me.
"I'm sorry." I pull my skirt down, avoiding his eye contact. My cheeks felt like it was on fire, I resist the urge of grabbing it.
"Please play that violin song that we were hearing earlier, Aaron." Father requested.
"Yes sir." Aaron did what he was told and father hums along with the music. He usually played this when he was in a good mood.
"Do you love this song, Luna?" He asks.
"Of course, who wouldn't?!" I fake giggle, he seem satisfied with my answer.
To be truthful, I hate this song...
It didn't take long until we pulled up to our large house. I wait till dad exit the car since I'm never allowed to exit first. Aaron opens the door for me, and glances with a worried expression.
I ignore it and enter the house. It felt cold and empty.. But there was our house maid, Emily. She always was there for me, even for mom.
She waves at me and I wave in return. I head up to my room, my feet ache from the heels. I unbutton the dress and fling it off my body. I felt the cold breeze come in touch with my skin, I shivered. I looked over to the mirror and examine all the bruises. I was hideous, and unwanted.
Negative thoughts began clouding my mind, I just wanted to sleep to escape reality. I threw myself on my bed and cover myself as I try to sleeping.
