knife still glinting in his hand.

ng laugh. "Do you know how many eyes I've plucked out? How many hearts I've ca

de of the blade down her thi

" she sobbed, voice

whispered, his grin turning

efore she could scramble away, he grabbed her roughly, lifting he

f his shirt, then unbuttoning his trousers. The realiza

!" she screamed, trying to c

n clamped a rough hand over her mouth to silence he

leaving her completely exposed. She was eighteen. No man had ever seen her

push him off, but he was far stronger. With a v

n was b

t into her. She was a virgin, and her body violen

th, his breath heavy with alcohol. "Cry for

oping her full breasts as she sobbed and begged beneath him. E

r on his breath mad

again, her voice hoarse and broken

. Her head grew heavy, and everything faded

Sunlight streamed through the small window, forcing her to squin

was nowhe

she looked down between her legs. The sight and the memories of the previous night flo

earable. Disgust and shame washed over her so strongly that she began hi

s this how life is going to be without you? Were

ing that whatever trouble her father ha

. Every step to the bathroom felt like walking on broken glass. She d

ust... slip under and never come back up. But even in her despair, the will to live

stood by the window

A deep, ugly scar ran diagonally across the man's face-from his

w and dangerous. "Today was supposed to be the deadline. You promised yo

I know I promised, but you know how it is. There's no

ch twisted at

ice. She had never hear

lowly, a cold, mischievous grin s

ur daughter