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TWO: 

                    Jessica's Pov. 

No. 

My blood drained as he said those words and they started advancing towards us, Willow was quiet because she must have been confused about what was going on. 

Shit. 

What did I do? 

"Stop! Don't come any closer or I will call the police" I pushed my sister behind my back, they exchanged strange looks while the one standing at the door snapped his fingers and they halted. 

"Where is your father?" He asked and I scowled. 

"Is this some kind of joke? My father is dead" I replied and he scoffed as if I was lying. 

"Don't tell me where he's hiding then, take them to the car, the boss would find a use for them" He said and walked out, before I could defend myself one of the men grabbed me and I screamed struggling when the other one threw Willow on his shoulder. 

"Don't touch her goddamnit let me go!" I squirmed, stepping hard on his foot and he groaned, pulling my hands behind my back. I refused to back down, headbutting his jaw and he cursed loosening his hold on me, I didn't make it far before he tugged my hair. 

His palm landed on my face and I saw stars, a metallic taste filled my mouth. I was disoriented as he pushed me to the ground raising his fist. 

"That's enough, take the bitch to the car," His partner said and I noticed Willow was no longer with him. 

I panicked. 

"Please... I don't know what you want but I don't have any money please let us go" I begged but none of them reacted to my words. 

He dragged me outside holding my hands behind my back and I looked around hoping someone would see us, two cars were parked outside our house, and as he dragged me to the one with open booths. 

I yelled. 

"Help!! Help us!!"

The bastard holding me slapped his palm on my mouth muffling my cry for help and I sank my teeth on his flesh, his grip on my hand tightened and he cursed. 

"Fucking bitch!" 

I didn't let go until I tasted his blood then he pushed me, I fell into the booth my head hitting the hard surface. 

"Shit! I'm going to kill this bitch" He snarled, nursing his bleeding hand, while his partner laughed. 

Before I could say anything the man from earlier came back and he took one look at the one with the injured hand then looked at me. 

"This one is going to be a problem" He grumbled and walked closer, I glared at him feigning the courage I lack and he gripped my neck choking me. 

A sharp needle pierced my neck and my eyes widened as I realized what he was doing, the needle pulled out, a strange sensation washed over me. 

No. 

"M.. Mhm.." I couldn't speak. 

"We would be lucky if the boss accepts this, the bastard knew we were coming and ran off" He gritted out releasing his hold on my neck. 

He shoved me back down and slammed the booth shut. 

Darkness enveloped me. 

**** 

****** 

Something cold touched my skin, cold rough fingers gripping my chin and my eyelids fluttered open. The bright light made me squint.

I tried to focus my blurry vision but I couldn't make out the figure towering over me, the voices sounded distorted, and my head was aching over the noise. 

A yelp escaped my mouth as cold water splashed on my face soaking me, I blinked seeing the man I had bitten earlier holding an empty bucket, grinning down at me. 

"Are you Austin's daughter?" A cool masculine voice on my left asked and I averted my gaze from the jerk. 

I was surrounded by six men in what looked like a basement, and he stood out among them. He was dressed so decently I could have sworn I had seen his face somewhere before. 

He's handsome, terribly handsome in a distracting way with his black slicked back hair, piercing blue-gray eyes, and well sculptured face like a magazine model, bronze skin under an impeccable white suit. 

He wore black gloves holding a silver cane designed with a cobra tangled on the cane; its head was the handle, diamond cufflinks glittering under the light. 

"Speak before I cut out your tongue, the little one can give me the answers I need," He said harshly, jolting me out of my reverie. 

"I'm not his daughter-"

"Liar!" The jerk with the bucket interrupted. 

"Let her speak Raphael," He said calmly. 

"But boss, we were told he had two daughters, he said it himself when he came here asking for a loan," He remarked and my eyes almost fell out of their sockets. 

Loan? 

He owes them money?

"Let the girl speak" He retorted his tone sent cold chills down my spine, he hadn't taken his eyes off me and it was disturbing. 

"I- I-I told them before, I'm not his daughter I'm his..." I trailed off, what if I pretend I don't know him? 

If I tell them I'm his niece they are going to still keep me here thinking he would care enough to come for me. 

"You are his what?" He persisted imperatively. 

"His- his...." I have always been bad at lying and this isn't the time to be stuttering. 

"His maid" I blurted out and he looked at his men. 

"Austin has a maid?" He asked. 

"The bitch is lying." The Raphael guy glowered at me. 

"I'm not lying, I work for him" I defended. 

"What about the little girl?" The handsome stranger questioned. 

Oh my goodness! 

I forgot about Willow. 

"Is she his daughter?" He raised one dark brow at me. 

"No... She is..my daughter" I cursed inwardly for taking time to answer. 

He raised one hand using two fingers to signal someone, I was confused as half the men with us walked out, I spotted the rifles with some of them and my heart skipped a beat. 

"So Austin Callum is your boss, and he's generous enough to let you raise your daughter under his roof?" He inquired and I nodded, trembling from the cold water they dumped on me. 

"Where is your husband?" He questioned. 

"He's dead," I answered quickly. 

"What's your name?" 

"Martha, Martha Dixon" I lied, this was the name of my boss at the cafe so it was easy for me to come up with it. 

He nodded and started taking off his gloves. 

"Here is the thing, Little liar, you don't look like a mother at all and if I find out you are lying to me, I will put a bullet in your daughter's head. Now let's try this again" He handed the gloves to Raphael. 

"Who are you to Austin Callum?" 

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