บท 33: Chapter 32

"HOW ABOUT WE PLAY A GAME?"

"Don't even fucking touch me," I hissed. "I swear to God I'll -"

"You'll what?" Father laughed. "I think you're forgetting who's tied up here."

I strained against the rope that kept me tied. The veins popped out of neck as I relentlessly tugged at the material, but Father seemed to find all of this amusing. His eyes twinkled under the dim lights, showcasing his excitement. It was unnerving to see the snake-like eyes glaring at me, void of love and conscience.

"Does Mother know about this?" I snarled. "Does she know what you're doing?"

"That bitch of a woman?" He scoffed. "Of course not. That useless piece of shit can't even stand straight. I'm thinking of giving her away too," He shot me a wolfish smile. "What do you think? Mother and Daughter sold together? I think that would be a hit."

"You fucking bastard!" I shouted. "God you really are sick in the head –"