Mr Gorgeous

Chapter 2

POV:Analia

"LITSEN MARIO JUST LISTEN!!! I will get you the money I swear i just need more time please!!"

 I wake up to the worst possible sound ever.

My fathers voice. 

What the fuck happened?? And who does he owe money too???

OF FUCKING COURSE his dumb ass gets us in this type of situation. I school my features into looking like I'm still sleep. Thoughts of the twins consume my mind. I feel like breaking down at the thought of them even having a hair on their head missing but I have to be smart in order to figure out what's going on.

Somebody apparently named Mario says "MORE TIME??"  And bursts out laughing "We gave you an extension of 3 months already and you still haven't paid up. patience definitely is not one of my bosses virtues and he does not take well to people fucking with his money."

OH GAWD my hatred for this living fucking potato sack grows more and more each fucking second. I'm assuming the "shady business" I suspected he was involved in was correct and he apparently owes money to Mario's boss. 

Great. 

Just great.

"I'll give you anything. ANYTHING just name it and it's yours."Roberto says.

There's a pregnant pause and then you could almost hear the light bulb that goes off in Roberto's brain because then he shouts "MY DAUGHTER!! I'll give you my daughter. Yea the mafia deals In Human trafficking too right?? So wouldn't a healthy and beautiful teenage girl be worth way more then 100,000??"

It takes everything In me to not scream in outrage right then and there. How could this cocksucking dickbag  excuse of a father even consider selling his daughter??? I knew he wasn't worth shit and that he obviously didn't give two fucks about me or what I did If it didn't affect him but I didn't realize he was so sick that he could sell his own flesh and blood. And a 100,000 dollars?? What the hell was he thinking??

Mario seems to mull over Roberto's words then asks "Is she a virgin??"

Roberto swears filthy and rich "w-well umm sh-she is not...she gets passed along like a piece of trash in my house. That hoe can't keep her legs shut but s-surely she's still worth something??" 

Something inside of me crumbles at his words. I'm not a virgin but it wasn't by choice. I was raped at least 7 times by Roberto's  "friends" and even once by him himself.  I used to think it was my fault, I used to feel like a hoe but I quickly realized it wasn't me that was In the wrong and that it wasn't my fault.

Mario sighs and says "No she isn't. We only traffic virgins. But.... those two cute lil kids of yours could work. Kids are worth way more in the trafficking business."

I snap my head up so fast I get whiplash. An inhuman sound is ripped from my mouth and Roberto and Mario both turn to face me.

"You will not lay a hand on them." I practically growl. I feel like I could barf at any given moment at the thought of my sweet angels being released into that world. 

I could not let that ever happen.

Now that my eyes are finally open I can see that My hands and feet are tied to a chair and across from me Roberto is too with a big gash on his head dripping blood