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Trading unwilling skin made me sick to my stomach.
“What kind of fucking father gives up his daughter?” I asked, disgust sliding through my veins. But as much as I wanted to kill him, now that I knew he had a daughter and began letting my mind flit through all the possibilities of what that could mean for her, I began to get a bad feeling in my stomach.
What was stopping any of the other men he owed from taking her and doing whatever they wanted with her if Frederick was dead? They’d still want payment. And the only way she’d be safe was in my clutches.
And if I let him live and didn’t take his daughter, well, he’d just give her to the next person he owed.
To him, she was nothing more than something he could pawn off to save his own life.
Men like him fuckingdisgustedme.
Don’t get me wrong—I was a fucking monster. But I wasn’t the kind of monster his daughter would ever need to fear—at least, not in the way she thought she might.
“You care that little about her?” I asked, arching a brow at him. I didn’t get his angle.
“She’s the reason I don’t have the money.” The corner of his lip twitched, giving away his lie, but I didn’t comment on it. If he was willing to give her away, then I also knew he wasn’t above placing blame on her for his shortcomings.
I put my gun away and then wrapped my hand around his throat so tightly, I cut off his airflow. He choked, his eyes wide as he tried to breathe. But it was useless. I held his airflow in the palm of my hand, and he knew it. With one twist of my wrist, I could take his soul.
I narrowed my eyes at him. “She comes to me tomorrow night at nine-fifteen, are we clear? If you are late, I willstilltake her, but I’ll put a bullet through your skull while I’m at it.” He managed to nod his head, his face turning purple from lack of oxygen. “Andon timeis fucking late, clear?”
I released him. “Yes,” he wheezed, coughing and spluttering, his lungs no doubt burning now.
I turned on my heel. “Untie him and escort him off my property,” I ordered. I moved up the stairs that led out of my basement and headed straight for my liquor cabinet.
I’d just dealt in the illegal skin trade for the first time, and I wasn’t sure how I fucking felt about that, even if it saved his daughter from a fate that would be much worse than me.
* * *
I drummedmy fingertips on my chin as I scrolled through my computer, looking at theverythorough background check on Natalia Leonard.
My new woman.
She was a high school graduate but hadn’t gone any further in her schooling despite her being valedictorian of her high school class and graduating with a 4.0 GPA. She used to volunteer at the local hospital but stopped right before her senior year of high school, where it seems she sort of fell off the map except to attend school.
I had no doubt in my mind her father’s shortcomings were somehow to blame for that. No doubt, she had to go into hiding to keep herself safe, even if she didn’t know what she was trying to protect herself from. Because knowing Frederick, he kept his daughter firmly in the dark. And from what I could see, she had a security detail, though they seemed to mostly stick to the shadows.
She now spent most of her time out at bars, wasting away her allowance since she didn’t work, and fucking random men before stumbling home in the wee hours of the morning. She slept off her alcohol, cured her hangover, and went out to do it all over again.
An empty kind of life. She was no doubt trying to fill some kind of void inside of her with alcohol and sex. Pretty sure most adults in our world had been in her position at some point in our lives.
She’d fit in well at the club, and since I didn’t know what else to do with her, that was where she’d be going. I didn’t have the patience to have an untrained woman living with me. Natalia would no doubt need lessons in obedience and submission, especially with a man like Frederick Leonard as her father.
Hopefully, the other doms at the club could get her in line so I didn’t have to step in. Because while I was trying to save her from being tossed to the other monsters in our world, I was still a wolf, and I thrived off the fear of others.
I may have had different morals, but I was still cruel and depraved.
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Natalia
Iapplied one more layer of lipstick before deciding it was enough. Stepping back, I took one long, last look at my reflection, nodding my head in approval a moment later. I looked classy, yet just slutty enough for some asshole to buy my drinks all night and then get well and truly fucked before I slipped out in the wee hours of the morning and came back home to sleep off my hangover.
It was a…routine of sorts.
The one and only time I went to see a therapist, she said I had unresolved trauma and daddy issues. I told her she was full of shit and stormed out, slamming her door behind me. I never went back. Because daddy issues? How the fuck did you have daddy issues when you could count on one hand the number of times you saw him a year?
My dad did his best to take care of me. He lavished me with expensive gifts every single day. Sure, he was a bit absent from my life, but he was always still kind of…there. So, who the fuck was that damn therapist to tell me I had trauma and daddy issues?
