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Stood in the shower allowing the water to dance over my tiny frame, just wishing all my dark days would go, only instead they followed. Antonio was no better than my papa. I sensed his intentions were better, but he still wanted Ricco, that one I could understand. My papa…in my heart, I didn’t care about him. Of course, I love him he was my papa, and he was the one who gave my mamma the sperm to make me and without it, I wouldn’t be here, that was something to be thankful for, right?

I longed to drain my thoughts of my papa and Ricco. I wanted to wash them all away take away the darkness that controlled me only Antonio was in the same lifestyle. I was doomed no matter where I went, I ended up in trouble.

“There is something sensational about you tonight, your long dark hair, so smooth and soft. And your tits, my dick would look great between them,” Ricco said, breathing on my neckline from behind and making me feel sick.

I scooted to my feet to get away from him, his eyes undressing me. I heaved my breath wanting desperately to get away from this horrid monster, only he was at the door side of the room.

I moved about the sofa as Ricco followed me, no matter which direction I went he was there.

“I need to leave,” I said.

“I need to fuck you.” His words were tasteless and disgusting. Nothing was charming about this man at all. In fact, there was only one destination in mind for him, the toilet to vomit.

“I need to leave.”

“Where you going, my bedroom?” he smirked. I longed to slap him across the face. “You look so fucking hot in that top and your tits…give me a look…”

“Get lost.”

“I watch you all the time.”

“You’re a creep.”

“Now, now Daniella, I look after you.”

“You kiss my papa’s backside more like.” I glared at him.

“I would rather be kissing your backside,” he said, stepping closer to me.

I stepped back and once enough around the sofa I took a charge and ran for the door only Ricco grabbed my arm and pulled me into his body. His lips pouted, attempting to kiss me as I shook my head from side to side not wishing him to make contact. His arms gripped my biceps, not giving me an inch to move. I had to get away and escape his clutches. Panic took over and I got my knee to his manhood, down he went giving me the chance to make another run for it.

The door was open so I ran. I ran down the corridor into the foyer, I had to get away. I took to the stairs, in desperate need to get away. I heard him calling me, only I wouldn’t stop for him, no chance, I would rather rot in hell than have that excuse of a man touch me.

I ran down the hallway and damn well tripped over my own foot. I rose back to my feet when Ricco was almost on top of me.

“Go away, leave me alone.”

“Come on Daniella, there is no use in fighting it any longer. Your papa wants you to be my wife…think of the fun we could have.”

I backed away. “I don’t think so.”

“Although, it would be nice to have a practise run and fuck you now, just to see how lose you are.” He smirked.

“Screw you. I am not marrying you.” I stepped ever further back, wanting to reach my room.

“Oh Daniella, you have no idea how much those words break my heart. I have protected you for almost all your life and still, you will not give your soul to me,” he said, in a creepy sweet voice.

“You have done nothing for me,” I said, still stepping backwards to my room.

“Now you are sounding ungrateful, which I know you aren’t. If anything, I bet you are wet between those pretty legs, begging for my cock and trust me he’s a treat.”

“You sound so sure of yourself,” I said. I glanced back over my shoulder to see how far I had left, as it appeared to be going for hours.

That was the moment he grabbed me tighter than ever and pulled me down to my room. His grip was so tight I could not escape him, I tried undoing his fingers from around my wrist only it was no good.

“Let go of me,” I said, fearing what he was going to do to me. There was nothing that would surprise me with this beast. “Ricco you're hurting me.”

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