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“My dad was a gambler, a pretty bad one too, he was always owing money to someone. My mother worked two jobs to keep up with his bad habits so I rarely saw her and when I did, she didn’t really have time for me. When I was about fourteen, my father had someone come to the house and demand payment. The only thing he had was me.”

Acid burned in the pit of my stomach.

“I remember being hauled out of my house, screaming, as my father refused to look at me. He closed the door as I was shoved into the back of the car. The guy had me on a boat for a few days before someone on the boat helped me and brought me ashore. I was lucky. There were other women on that boat who weren’t so lucky so I came back and I told my mother where I had been and why. She kicked my dad out so fast, and I’ve ever seen him again. She went to work for Zane after that. Well, they had a fling for a few years but I never saw him. She was careful about that.”

“Who was the guy?”

“I don’t know. I just know my dad called him Blackjack.”

Instantly, I sat back. The fucker in my dungeon was the man who stole her, and probably tried to sell her into his sex circle when she was just fourteen.

That fucking animal.

“What?”

“It was a close call then,” I said, as I started to eat but nothing tasted right. The food tasted like sand in my mouth. I was horrified this was going on in my own city and I had no idea.

“Sure.”

The way she said it and looked away instantly told me it wasn’t.

“He touched you, didn’t he?”

She cleared her throat and downed the rest of her drink before she locked eyes with me again. “We were at the docks, his boat was waiting for him to take him to this ship in the middle of the ocean. He grabbed me by the throat and pulled me out. I was crying, sobbing and screaming for him to let me go. He slapped me so hard I thought my teeth would fall out, then he pushed me back in the car, so that my ass was in the air. Then for what felt like an hour, but I think was only a few minutes, he had his way with me.”

I closed my eyes briefly, hating that she went through that. “You were rescued though?”

“Yeah, it was the only time he touched me. I was in a room for days, and there was this one guy who would feed me and make sure I was left alone. That guy was the one who rescued me. I never knew his name.”

It was Percy.

He had been infiltrating the sex rings from international waters, pretending to be a player, and they all felt comfortable around him. His boat was huge, and housed a lot of people at the same time which is why everyone went there. It was a house on the water essentially.

He’d never told me he had saved someone from Blackjack. He’d just told me he was the leader of the operation and he needed to be aken out. I’d not heard he was recruiting young women.

I wanted to punish him for what he did to her but I knew it wouldn’t matter. He was close to death anyway.

But I could do something for her.

She tucked into more food and I got up to refill her drink. She took it once I came back and I ate with her. The silence was long.

“This is why I don’t tell people, it makes it awkward.”

“I’m sorry it happened to you.”

She shrugged her shoulders. “Look, did something bad happen to me? Yeah, it was fucking horrific but it made me strong. It made me fight back.”

“I’m glad,” I said. “Now, eat up, drink.”

“What am I supposed to do here?” she asked me. “I can’t just sit in the room all day and do nothing.”

“I have books, do you read?”

“Well, yeah,” she said. “What kind of books?”

“I have pretty much anything.”

“Okay fine, but I want this shit over soon. Books only satisfy some needs and not all.”

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