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Why would she be with my father?
My blood is boiling at the idea of him being with her. I earned her as our Maiden. My status alone rewarded me with her possession. She’s ours. Not to be shared by just anyone.
Especially not with my father.
When I enter the main waiting area before my father’s office, the secretary rises.
“Sorry, Domino. You’ll have to wait. Your Father is with a client right now,” she speaks up as I pause before her desk.
“It’s urgent. I need to see him.”
“I can let him know. Please give me a minute to contact him.”
With a nod, I spin around, trying to ignore the way my heart is pounding against my chest.
I don’t want to think Iva is actually here, but what if she is? What if she’s a slut just trying to up me and my empire? She said she hated me. Does she think sleeping with my father would teach me some sort of lesson?
It didn’t stop Scarlett… yet I’m still playing her games for my own salvation in this fucked-up world.
All for the sake of the Leighton Empire.
I grit my teeth before pulling my phone out again, only to notice the blinking notification of a message coming through.
Who the fuck is texting me?
Opening the message, I frown at the immediate video that is reflecting back at me. The room is dark, so fucking dark I can barely see the furniture in the decorative space.
The familiarity proves that it’s the exact space I’m trying to enter.
Father’s office.
I flinch at the noise, quickly lowering the volume to cut off the whimpering sobs. I bring the screen as close to my line of vision as I can, noticing my father standing before his desk.
I can barely catch the girl in between, but those familiar silver locks are undeniable. I see the streams of tears running down her flushed cheeks. That whimpering bruised lip and those nerdy glasses barely sitting on her nose.
A hand covers her mouth when she tries to whimper the word stop, and there’s my father’s chuckle as he leans over and speaks loud and clear. I put the volume up hastily to catch his words.
“You can’t tell a soul, Iva. You know what’s at stake. You want a piece of the Leighton Empire, yes? Want to make your dad proud? You can do that by continuing to be nice and quiet for me.”
My stomach flips as my eyes widen, making me realize what’s happening in this video.
I want to try to convince myself that the Iva in this video wants this. That she earned it with her rebellious personality, yet that haunting expression is no different from the day I forced her lips onto my cock.
When I came all over her face and left her to watch me laugh and leave her in that humiliated state with my friends in tow.
That was years ago. Before I never saw her again after the incident.
There’s no denying the fear and helplessness projected in her eyes, but it sets off a different feeling inside me.
Should I feel pity for her suddenly?
Should I acknowledge that while I was bullying her because my father wanted her to quit school and move far away fromhere, he was… forcing himself on her in the shadows? Without my knowledge?
I don’t know what to say or feel as I realize what a tool I was.
A tool we all were following my father’s instructions to get the latest gear, branded clothes and jewelry, and go on those exclusive paid trips.
All we did was contribute to her suffering.
