Sold

Alicia's POV:

My… what?

It was as though blood rushed through my ears and I could barely consider the words for a second. With the situation I was in, it took a while before it fully sank in.

My father?

This man… this Senator Duncan, was my father?

“That’s impossible,” left my lips, and the man chuckled like I had said something incredibly funny.

“It doesn't matter what you think, fiorellino. You're the daughter of a powerful senator. Congratulations,” his smirk widened and I felt like I was more afraid. What was there to celebrate? “And you… are going to help me, fiorellino. By being my hostage. You see, my business is being attacked by laws beyond my control. Your father… he can help me,” he waved his hand around, keeping his green eyes trained on me.

I heard something vibrate and he reached down to his pants pocket and pulled out a phone, the source of the vibration. Then he must have answered it, for I heard a voice on the other end loud and clear.

“Where is she, you bastard?”

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