Chapter 2

After paying for the dress, she ran out noticing she was late. Her mind raced, hoping her father wasn't home yet. She'd get a good beating for being late.

Running in she sighed in relief, seeing her father wasn't home. Walking upstairs she took a quick shower and got dressed. Looking in the mirror she almost didnt look like herself. Her makeup and hair was all done, she hated doing this, all night she’d be a slave to her father and his friend.

Addy walked downstairs to the kitchen carefully. It was already hard enough to walk in high heels, let alone downstairs.

Walking into the kitchen she gathers some ingredients, she looked for the cookbook, finding it she opens it and looks for the Chicken Parmesan recipe. Suddenly hearing her father walk in with Mr. Manson, she started to get nervous, fumbling around in the kitchen panicking.

Walking over, she heard her father growl as she stumbled a bit in the high heels. "Good afternoon sir, maybe I could get you something to drink?" Her voice was low and innocent, keeping her head down and eyes always from him.

Looking at her, Manuel smirks, "I'd like some Whiskey, the whole bottle please..." Addy nods and walks away, back into the kitchen grabbing a bottle of Whiskey.

He was very handsome, black hair and crystal blue eyes. He had some tattoos and very big muscular. The man looked scary but acted nice.. well for now he was.

"That's your daughter?" Mr. Manson asked as he watched her, smirking as she walks away, “unfortunately.." her father rolled his eyes huffing annoyed. “My wife died and left me this burdened,

Mr. Manson watched her, noticing she wouldn't make eye contact. Thinking he looks at her once more before talking with her father.

Walking over, she put the bottle on the table, "Dinner will be ready in 10 minutes..." she whispered and keep her head and eyes down.

As she started to walk away, a hand grabbed her arm and pulled her back toward him. Addy tensed up as she noticed she was sitting on Mr. Manson lap. Trying to get off she was suddenly pulled back on his lap forcefully.

"Let me get a look at you darling.." His crystal blue eyes looked up at her. Kindness was the only thing found in his eyes.

Smirking he strokes some hair behind her ear. "Mmm, ain't you a pretty thing.."

Heath smirks, seeing Addy uncomfortable. "If you'd like, I have a room upstairs for y'all two.." He chuckles sadistically.

Mr. Manson smirks, "oh do you? Mmm, not this time, I am in business mode.”

Addy whimpers and looks away, closing her eyes tight as he smells her body wash scent linger, Her breathing stopped, waiting for what would happen next.

Hearing the oven alarm go off, she looked up scared. "I need to get that.." Jumping off his lap she walks to the kitchen. Pulling the chicken from the oven and draining the noodles she mixes spaghetti sauce in with the middles and heating then both up.

Making Mr. Manson and her father a plate she sighed and set it in front of them. "Hope y'all like it.." a whisper came from her lips.

Heath starts to eat "Addy, go to your room.." Addy nods softly and walked upstairs scared. Following her he pushed her into the room and slapped her. "I thought I told you to have dinner ready when we got here.. didn't I!"

Addy backs up and nods fast, "yes you did..." Heath growls, "what took you so long to finish! Hm?"

Her voice was shaky, "I had to find a dress and it was raining.. When I got home I had to take a shower.."

Slapping her she fell on the bed, her cheek red again. Crawling on top of her he puts his hands around her throat, “I’m telling you, pick up your pace! I’m so sick of you!” Hearing Mr. Manson yell, “everything ok? You know I don’t believe in beating women,” he growls, making him stop.

“next time I’ll kill you.” Heath growls looking down at her. Getting up he crawls off her, walking out, slamming her door.

Crying she curls up trying to catch her breath, her throat all red.

Heath smiles, walking down the stairs, “oh my, sorry for keeping you waiting, she knows I’m strict and she just doesn’t listen.”

Walking over to the table he shakes his hand, “it’s nice you came, we will talk business some other time.”

Suddenly Mr. Manson pinned him against the wall. A pistol barrel shoved in his mouth, "your a sorry excuse for a parent.. Addy!"

Addy was in a tank top and some sweatpants. "Would you like to do the honors?" He smirked.

Walking over, grabbing the gun and pulled it out of his mouth and down to his groin, "I want to hear an apology.."

Heath laughs, "your too scared to pull the trigger.." you won’t do it you little bitc-“ suddenly a gunshot was heard. He screams as she shot his balls off.

"Oh shut up!" Manuel grabs the gun from her, watching her freeze. Pointing the gun to his head he growls, putting a bullet in his head. His lifeless body fell to the ground, blood oozes all over the floor.

Looking behind him, stood Mr. Manson, he was scary with blood splattered on his face and clothes, “get your stuff!” He huffs looking at her fathers dead body lay there.

Addy nods, running upstairs she packs five bags, shoving her stash of snacks, clothes, her charger, headphones, tampons, her personal items and her mother’s drawings. She was a wonderful drawer. Watching five men walk in and the Manuel she blushes, “so your the real deal huh? Why did you help me?" She asked confused.

He looked at her, "a sweet girl like you doesn’t deserve this life..". Walking to her office chair that sat at her mini desk he looks up at her, crossing his leg he snaps, a man brings two envelopes over, handing them to his boss. Saying nothing he looks at him, “Addy, you need to think seriously for a minute, you have a choice. either you can stay here and be blamed for your fathers death, or you can finish your education, if you decide to go to college, that’s fine. You get your life on track and you don’t own me a cent,” holding out an envelope he smirks, watching her walk over taking it. “This is your bank account, you do anything you like, I have a small rental I bought a couple years back you can stay, all bills paid. “

Addy opens the envelope, getting wide eyed, seeing $350,000 she shakes her head, “no I can’t take this, I’m sorry, that’s too much..” she hands it back. It was very generous but that was more money then doctors make in a year.

Manuel smiles, “ok ok fine,” ripping the envelope up, he hands her the next one, “here, how about that.”Addy looks at this one, “this is more money! No no, I can’t.” Manuel smirks once more, “well if you don’t want killed you might want to except this one. Plus it’s the late one, $800,000 should be enough for you to live off of. Also, if you need something, call me.” Handing her a card with his name and number.

Addy looks down, flipping it over she looks at a address, “that is your new address, I’ll take you there. Cmon..” he says, walking out, three men follow and the other two help her with her bags. Carrying them out and packing them in the pure black SUV.

Today her new life started.