Chapter:11

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Avery's POV

The forceful knock on the door jolted me awake. I'd fallen asleep on the cold, bare floor.

Groggily, I stood up, my body screaming in pain. Opening the door revealed one of my dad's guards.

"Boss wants to see you," he said, his tone emotionless.

The term "boss" twisted in my stomach; did I really want to call him Dad after everything he'd done?

Silently, I followed the guard to Dad's study. The door shut behind us, enveloping us in oppressive silence.

I took a seat on the sofa, bracing myself.
Dad grasped an iron rod, its purpose all too familiar.

He tore my sleeve and seared the scorching metal into my skin. I sat numb, emotionless; this wasn't my first time.

It was the punishment for breaking his rules.Dad always targeted the same spot, as if savoring the memory.

You broke my rules, claiming you are a big girl huh!? My dad thundered.

You are going to obey my orders get that into your fucking brain! He shouted. He placed the iron in his fireplace.

Heating it up once again, he placed it on the scar on my shoulder. I winced in pain. Take a break off work on Tuesday, he said.

I'm planning an engagement for you. We will have a little party with the grooms family.

I couldn't focus on anything my dad said. The pain was so excruciating.

I passed out.

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