Chapter 1

Minerva Cole:-

"Daughter, you have to help me or he will kill me. Please you are my good daughter. You don't want your father to die right? Please help me." my dad pleaded in front of me.

"Dad,but what you are asking is wrong. You are selling your daughter to a businessman because of your debts. I am just seventeen and you want me to pleasure a man. How disgusting of you?" I snapped in anger.

"How many times I asked you to leave gambling but no you didn't. I am the one who earns the money in this house by working my ass off as a barista at the coffee shop and pay my school expenses also by myself. I can't help you." I said. Dad started to cry and fell down on his knees.

"I am your father, my daughter. You don't want your father to die. I know you love me so much." dad pleaded, and tears started to fell from my eyes because that's true. I love my dad so much that I can do anything for him. My mom died after giving birth to me, and since then, my father is the one who raised me alone but still, what he is asking from me is not right. He wants me to please the famous billionaire businessman, namely, Easton Lemiere, with my body. He is known as the most arrogant and influential person who can ruin anyone's life with a snap of his fingers.

"Dad, I will help." I said after placing a heavy brick on my heart," but Easton Lemiere is a very dangerous man." I announced, scared.

"It's only for three months, Minnie. After that, you will return back home. I promise." dad said instantly, not wasting a moment.

"But, I am not eighteen yet." I reasoned with tears in my eyes because I can't believe I will please a man with my body who I don't love. I planned to save myself for my future husband, but I think it's for me. Technically I have been sold by my father, as I will be paying the man with my body.

"You will be in two week." dad said "will you do it? Please?" he asked with hope in his eyes.

"Only on one condition that you will stop gambling after that," I placed a condition.

"Done," he said, getting back on his feet" Thank you so much, Minnie. I can't thank you enough for what you are doing for your dad."

"I am only doing this because I love you and don't want to lose you." I said, "but after three months I will be moving out of the house and living on my own because you will be working yourself." 

"Oh...Okay." dad said without meeting my eyes, "It's a matter for another time."

"Okay. When do I have to present myself to the person you are indebted to?" I asked with a trembling voice.

"His driver is already waiting for you outside in the black limo. He will take you to him." dad replied, and my eyes widened in shock.

"All this time he was here and you knew I will agree," I yelled with pure anger in my voice, making my dad gulp. "You know what? I will do it because I don't want you to die but after that, there will be no relationship between you and me. I will be breaking the father-daughter relationship." I snapped with tears falling down out of my eyes like a river. I began to take steps towards my room when I heard dad ask.

"Where are you going?" 

"TO MY ROOM," I yelled, "I need to pack my suitcase if I will be living in hell for three fucking months."

"Mr. Lemiere asked not to bring anything as he will be providing everything to you himself. All you need is to take your phone and yourself." I heard a stranger's voice from a man from our living room dressed up in a black bodyguard uniform.

"Who are you?" I asked the man with a bit of cold tone.

"I have been sent by Mr. Lemiere to pick you up with his driver. From now on I will be your bodyguard." the man replied, and I rolled my eyes.

"Fuck it!" I cursed. "Let's go, since I am not allowed to take anything with me except my cell phone." I didn't bother to say goodbye to my father because of him; I am caught up in this mess. I slide inside the limo, which took me to the hell where I will be dying every day for three months. When I couldn't take it anymore, I let my emotion take over me. I placed my face on my hands and burst out crying my heart out, not caring the driver, and the bodyguard can hear my meltdown.