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Lisa's POV:
'Dont fucking move or I will kill you', he said into my ear making fear run down my spine.
I'm so fucked up!
I felt the cold metal press my forehead and I tried not to scream. I had to do something and fast. I heard a gunshot and the man that was holding me released me immediately holding his stomach. I turned to see it was Anthony and I smiled at him but he didn't return the smile.
'Why are you always so useless. You can't fucking do anything', he began scolding me.
'What do you mean by that. I got the document', I said showing him.
'Father should have never sent you here. I can't believe your even his favourite. How can you fucking take care of a whole mafia if you can't even take care of yourself. All you do is makeup and throw yourselves at men', he took my hand and held it firmly dragging it roughly.
'Stop your hurting me!', I tried stomping my feet but he pulled me into the waiting car.
'Drive', he said to the driver who nodded and started driving away. 'Your just a pathetic excuse for a human', he said before turning away from me.
I wanted to cry not because of the forming bruise on my hand but because of what he just said. That's how my family treats me, I'm the family slut. I do all the dirty work and still they despise me. I often wondered if they where really my biologically parents.
'Get out!', Anthony said sternly dragging me out of my thoughts.
'Wh...a..t?', I said sluttering but before I could complete my sentence he pushed me out of the car making me fall on my butt. He didn't say anything but just walked into the house.
'There you are. Where is it?', my father said from behind me as I was about to go upstairs.
'Here', I gave him the documents and proceeded to go upstairs but he stopped me.
'Have you been able to convince Rafeal yet?', he asked. My heart started beating so fast that it might jump out of my chest. I know my father to well. His patience was always short so if he doesn't get a positive result about something as quickly as possible he tends to do drastic things.
'Well em.... not yet', I managed to say. One second he was smiling but it didn't reach his eyes the next he was strangling the life outta me. The anger and rage evident in his voice.
'You useless bitch. Good for nothing cunt. I just gave you one fucking mission and you failed. Of what you are you to me anyway?', he hit my head on the wall applying pressure to my neck.
'Please....', I tried to bed with tears flowing down my face. I was a mess.
'If I could return you I would', he said before releasing my neck and walking away.The only thing I could think of was his last words.
'if I could return you I would'.
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