Chapter 44*

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Oculis
Hole in the ceiling.

Willow’s POV

Full day, it has been twenty four hours since I was locked in this dump. They untied my hair and showed me Dean and Mariah who were put on top of water tanks. One mistake and they both drown. Mandy is so evil, she didn’t care that she would lose her only son. Such an evil woman. She was working with Steven and Marian.

“You are awake, sweetheart,” Steven said, causing me to roll my eyes. Like I was ever asleep. I was tied to the bed, he had a mischevious smile as he stared at me lovingly.

“What do you want?” I asked and he chuckled sitting on the bed next to me.

“I wish you didn’t have to know things like that.”

“Things like what?”

“I loved you.”

“You sold me.”

“No, that was your mother’s idea.”

“You used to hate me.”

“That’s what you thought,” I stared into his eyes.

“You bullied me,” I said and he chuckled shaking his head. He was gonna call me a liar but I know what he did and how he made me feel for the years I spent living with him in his house.

“You are delusional,” he snapped.

“Am I?”

“I loved you more than my own daughter.”

“You are delusional,” I said and he smiled bringing his face toward me, his breath was stinky.

“Do you think I ever wanted to be with your mother? It was you,” he said, his hand cupping my cheek. I pulled my head back but that only made him aggressive as he gripped my chin and forced me to look at him.

“It does not get rid of the fact that you sold me, to a mafia leader.”

“He wouldn’t hurt you. I had Jace watch over you.”

“Jace?”

“Of course, at first I wanted you dead, until I saw you naked in the shower.”

“Me? Naked?”

“Oh yes, I would watch you everyday. Your body, your breasts,” his eyes locked on my breast area, he smiled and brought his nose to my nose as he inhaled before pulling away with his eyes closed. So disgusting.

“You are disgusting.”

“Of course, that’s what you said that one time when I masturbated with you on the camera.”

“What?” I was getting irritated with everything he was saying. He was supposed to be a father figure.

“You were supposed to be my father!” I shouted and he smiled holding my hand. I yanked my hand out of his large ones and stared into his eyes. He smiled, showing his yellowish teeth. I wanted to be out of here, I felt disgusted. Who knew that a stepfather could be like this?

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