Abby’s POVWhile I was traveling to my flower shop, I listened to some of my favorite chill music on the way there. I was filled with joy and contentment as I sang along to the beat of the music, and a short time later, I arrived at the flower shop. I rented a small shop in this small town, opened the door, and started my day by putting some floral decorations outside the store.I opened the bottle of water because I was so thirsty. Then I took a deep breath and sat on the chair outside while reading a magazine. I crossed my legs and put my glasses on. The next second, a man walked in and immediately began searching for something. I get to my feet and greet him with a cheery face."Hi, sir. What can I help you with?"He took one look at me, and despite his adult looks, he gave off the impression of being a timid young boy. He gave me a friendly smile before pointing to the red flowers in the far corner and asked, "May I get that one? How much?"I gave him a friendly grin and the bou
Abby’s POV "Oh, I've got to go... Something happened to Charlotte at school. I need to get there as quickly as I can." Christian was about to say something, but I was in a hurry, so I left him in the restaurant and took a taxi to the primary school. As soon as I walk through the door, every single teacher stops what they're doing and stares at me in wonder. Nonetheless, my main priority was to search for my child, so I asked the teacher. "Uhm, I'm Charlotte's mother, where is she?" The teacher sighed and then said, "She is currently at the clinic with her father." "Miss Reyes, Did you say her dad?" "Your daughter was with her dad, and she looked so pleased telling everyone that she has a dad, why don't you give your husband an opportunity to be with your daughter? Are you divorced or legally separated?" she asks, wanting to know about my life. I gave a little shake of the head, and then, just as my heart started racing with excitement, I said, "Excuse me," and went to the hall
Abby’s POVSouthern end of Central Park in Manhattan, New York City.It was pouring heavily outside, and we had to call off our trip because it was not safe to travel anywhere in the current weather conditions. When I spotted Charlotte looking out the living room window at the city lights, it made me smile. While she was having a good time and holding her teddy bear, she caught a glimpse of me and flashed a grin. "Mommy…” I hugged her from behind and kissed her cheek, “Yes, my love?” She sighed deeply, “When is my daddy coming to pick us up?” I checked my phone to see if Fabian had sent me any messages, but I didn't see anything, even missed calls or texts; I was starting to grow concerned, but all I could do was hope that perhaps he was preoccupied with his business or that maybe he met someone in connection with his new transaction. I got up and said, “Wait, baby. I have to call Daddy, okay?” She nodded her head and smiled at me excitedly, “Yes, mommy.” I took a deep breath w
Fabian’s POVThe storm was heavily pouring, and lots of cars were stuck in the traffic because of the big floods in the street. I sighed as I stared at my phone because there was no signal, I wanted to call my wife and my daughter just to tell them I was okay and there was nothing to worry about me, but I thought I had to sigh and wait for the traffic to move. The traffic finally moved, and my driver breathed a sigh of relief. He then took the fastest route to get to the street in Manhattan. I had a house in the Billionaire's Row residential area. I have a lot of plans for Abby and Charlotte, including living with them in the simplest way possible to make them feel safe since I'm going to end my job as the mafia boss, and I hate being away from them. I don't want to put the lives of my family members at risk. I opened my bag and pulled out a little teddy bear for Charlotte, and I smiled because she would love this.Then all of a sudden my phone began to ring, I smiled as I knew it co
Charlotte’s POVI hold my breath as I look into my father's sharp eyes. I was shaking like crazy when he stepped toward me, and when he was close enough, he took a deep breath, pulled my hair, and slapped my face in front of his woman without saying anything. The woman gasped and said, “Miguel! Stop it! How can I market this young woman if you are ruining her beautiful face?!” My dad never loved or cared for me my whole life. He always said that he reminds me of my mom and hates it when he sees my face. That's why he keeps hurting me verbally and physically until I get used to it. Dad answered, "Well, this woman doesn't respect me!" First, she wouldn't let me in, and now she's trying to jump out the window!" Then he opened the window, and it seemed like he saw someone outside. It was the gang leader, and he waved his hand at me, and then my dad shut the window and glared at me."Is that your boyfriend?! You whore!" I shook my head in terror, and said softly, “No…he’s not my—” He
Charlotte’s POV"Mr. Gallagher, she's not the girl I've been talking about—" He stopped Amanda from talking, and his cold eyes were on me. He looked at me from head to toe and asked, "Why is this woman running away from you?" “She’s the newbie here, Mr. Gallagher. Her father sold her to work in this club…” When I heard Amanda say that I was being sold by my father to work in this filthy club, I pulled my lips into a tight purse and narrowed my eyes in anger. I felt like I needed to protect myself. I stifled a gasp, fighting back tears as best I could in front of them. I tried to look up and sniffle even though tears streamed from my eyes. I must muster up my strength because I won't have anyone to save me tonight. There’s a silence between us, and from the moment he saw that I had trouble with myself already, he asked Amanda in curiosity. “So this woman is working for you now?” Amanda nodded her head, and I rolled my eyes annoyedly. I exclaimed angrily, “I did not accept this fi
Charlotte’s POVHe grips my legs tightly, and I can’t move it because of his grip. I was still looking at him; he leaned forward and pulled me closer to him. My body pressed against his warm body; he gulped softly and said, “Why did you kick me? That’s so disrespectful.” He moved his body closer to me until I could feel his chest on my torso. After that, he moved his body even closer to me. "And now...you're spreading your legs to me as if you're ready to take me," I jerkily try to free myself from his hold, but he doesn't let me get away. Instead, he just stared at me for a few minutes until I finally gave up and leaned down with my back against the couch. His palm slowly stroked my legs, and I trembled at his touch. I have never been touched by a man like this. I bit my lower lip, and his eyes landed on my lips, he leaned closer, and I could feel his warm minty breath, he asked softly. “How old are you?” My voice cracked as I replied, “N-Nineteen…S-Sir.” When our eyes met, I p
Charlotte's POVWe went to the parking lot, and my cold sweat ran down to my temple as I kept looking around in fear. “Call me Logan, my name is Logan.” He said as he pushed me inside his car. “But…I don’t want to go with you.” I grip my hand tightly. He took a glance at me, “Do you want to stay out there? My men is planning to rape you tonight, do you want that to happen to you?!” I shook my head.“Then that’s good. It’s already 2 am, and I need to sleep, and don’t be noisy.” We got to his house in the woods at 3 a.m., and I couldn't stop yawning, and my legs were already getting cold. I'm so tired that I can't keep my eyes open and want to sleep on the floor. But seeing a bloody man on the floor earlier didn't go away, and it kept coming back to me in my thoughts. I was scared when Logan carried me inside and saw that my hands were shaking. He set me down, and I saw a couch. I closed my eyes, laid down on it, and moaned softly in relief.I wish I could forget about everything t