You can run but...

she cried. He pulled her up using his t

shiver. They were emotionless and empty. She tried to

over to the bedside table. Yet her fear only

he was holding a

te dress, tearing it to pieces until she was completely naked b

wallow

ng vibrations through her body. "I like that too." His hand slid down to grip her

-

Days E

ist had been eventful that day; it was a miracle she hadn't been

aller than her by a foot, a beauty who had inherited all their mother's striking fea

er head. She wasn't just unloved by Ana; she was an outcast in her entire family. Her pa

redo, the patriarch, though despising the sight of her, had made it a rule t

ants to see you

e her father had summoned her, it hadn't

but he wants to

uggested she knew more than she was letting on. And being invited to d

n a minute," she

Dad wants to finish speaking with you before he arrives." At the door, Ana threw

it had been two years ago, after she'd slapped Ana during a particularly humiliatin

over dinner, after all. Still, as Alfredo Petra's

ht gown, her nipples visible through the f

stood by an empty chair, waiting for the reprimand she was sure was com

's have dinner," her

really spoken to her so gen

her echoed, "Sit, child.

e seat across from her was empty. Her father sat at the head of the table, whi

d frail, sick ev

in to eat, too uneasy

eating, Maya?" h

ks we poisoned

uickly. "I would neve

en

ing food into her mouth, t

ed you here." He paused, then continued after a heavy silence. "I w

grew. "I don't un

ce, so she quickly added, "Yes, Father,

how big?"

gut, but she nodded.

the briefcase beside him, along with a pen. "Sig

the document.

looking out the window. "Anna found the report

orts were personal. No one was supposed to

to the police

how much she despised Ana's cruelty, she would never have wished this kind

s," her father continued, his voice shaking. "But the Don.

aya asked, her voice b

me in the conversation. "In exchange for your sist

stuck in h