Prologue:

"Hey Christina! Christina! Come over here." Christina heard her uncle Victor Walker calling out to her.  

Her heart lurched at his leering gaze. 

She gave him a sarcastic look but made no effort to take a step forward. Victor was seated in her late father’s office chair with two whores on each of his thighs. .

 His way of life disgusted her. He was either having an orgy party or raving the shit out of himself and his whores. Christina tried to avoid him at all costs because she was very scared of him. And Julia, her former nanny told her to do so before she left. 

"Come here baby girl, sit on my lap." He said again as he shoved one of his whores out of his lap. She staggered towards Christina and tried to kiss her.

Wrinkling her nose, Christina pushed her away but the whore just smirked and walked away. 

She was dead drunk and she had some drug residue beneath her nose. 

"You called?" Christina asked in a shaky voice. 

She had long stopped addressing him as "uncle victor" because he always made her wrinkle her nose in disgust... And she had started to suspect he had a hand in her precious father’s death as he had no remorse towards his death. 

It was like he was waiting for it to happen and take over everything he had worked for. Christina knew it was illegal work but her father still worked hard to gain the respect from everyone he worked with.

"Move closer baby girl." Victor pulled her closer to him, forcing her to stumble on his lap. A wave of disgust coursed through her and she resisted the urge to gag. 

His breath stank.

  

She felt him stroke her hair out of her face and she shivered. Every day, she feared when this terrible man would do something extremely bad to her.  

"You are a very pretty girl. Just like your mummy." Christina heard him say, as he sniffed her hair. His whores kept on giggling in the background.

" I don't want any trouble, Victor.”  She said and tried to get off his lap but his grip was too strong for her to break free. 

"What do you desire most?" He asked. 

"I want to go back to school." Christina’s voice cracked as she replied. But she didn’t even know if it was possible. Having turned 18 two months ago, she had completely lost hope. 

"Oh, baby girl wants to go to school." Victor remarked with mirth laced in his tone.

"Well, then you shall go back to school only on one condition. I want you to visit my bedroom tonight, then tomorrow morning you will be off to school." He flashed Christina a smile, showing his yellow teeth which almost made her vomit all over his face. 

"You promise?" She asked innocently as her eyes opened wide with excitement.

"Yes, anything for the baby girl." Victor said as he gave her a wink. 

Christina was so happy upon hearing that she could go back to school and she didn't think twice about his condition. She was naive and thought this was her ticket out of this hellhole to freedom…

Hours later, night had fallen and Christina left her tiny bedroom on the first floor and went to her father’s grand bedroom that Victor had taken over. It was upstairs down the hall.

"I don't remember this hallway to be dark and scary when papa was still alive." She mumbled to herself.

Several images flashed through her mind and a chill ran down her spine. No matter how many years had passed, she just couldn’t shake off the image of her father being killed in front of her when he took her to Disneyland when she was 7. 

He was shot three times in the head!

A sigh left her lips as she trudged forward, feeling nostalgic as she walked down the hallway. 

 The house had so much life to it before Victor took over. Julia with her staff always made sure the house was filled with fresh roses. A smile graced her lips as all these memories come back to her. 

She reached the bedroom door and knocked twice… There was no answer and she immediately turned to walk away only to be met by Victor who was standing behind her like a creep. .

"Oh, it's just you. You scared me." Her heart was pounding so fast she could not hear her thoughts anymore.

"There is nothing to be scared of baby girl. Come in." Victor said.

Christina walked into the bedroom and the smell that greeted her was so foul that she gagged in her mouth. 

He had completely changed everything in there. Firstly, he removed her parent’s huge pictures which hang around the walls in the bedroom. 

Christina was saddened and she felt her stomach sink into her guts.

"How do you like the improvement I made to this room?" He asked with a smirk on his face. 

She never responded. He went over to the mini bar he put in the room and poured two glasses of whiskey.

"Here you go." he walked toward her and handed over one glass to her. 

"I don't drink alcohol." Christina remarked with furrowed brows. She didn’t understand why he would give her such a thing. Wasn’t he going to talk about school?

"Hey, there is always a first time for everything, baby girl." 

Christina stopped objecting as she wanted to leave that room as soon as possible. She held the glass in both hands and sat on the bed at Victor’s gesture. 

"Take a sip. You might like it." He said as he pushed the glass towards her mouth.

The fumes from the glass caused the roof of Christina’s mouth to tingle as she tipped the glass towards her lips, this was followed by a hot burn from her mouth to her throat.

 She immediately spat it out of her mouth but could not get the taste nor the burn to stop.

Feeling uncomfortable, she wanted to stand up to go get a drink of water but Victor got a grip of her hand and pushed her on the bed.

"What are you doing?" Christina screamed at him as alarm bells went off in her head. 

"You can shout and scream all you want. And no one will hear you." Victor said sinisterly. 

 At this point his facial expression changed.

Christina’s heart galloped wildly in her chest. This was not the first time he tried to force himself on her. Julia was always around to protect her but not anymore. She needed to think fast..

She looked around for a weapon she could use to defend herself but there was nothing she could reach. 

Her eyes landed on the black lampshade on the bedside table so she wriggled with all her might until she could reach it. 

Getting a hold of it, she hit Victor’s head with it. He briefly fell on the bed and she saw a chance to slip out of the bed and ran towards the mini bar. 

There was a corkscrew on the counter which she grabbed and ran towards Victor, jumped as high as she could on him and stabbed him in his left eye earning a bellow of pain from him that made her happy. 

She twisted it deeper so it could reach his brain but he pushed her to the floor. 

Christina did not feel any pain as she was filled up with so much adrenaline. She stood up and started running as her heart raced faster than her legs carried her.

"Get back here you little bitch! I will kill you!" Victor yelled as he tried to run after her but due to his one blind eye, he could not catch up with her. 

Christina managed to get out of the house and run towards the rose garden. She hid there for a few hours till her eyes became heavy with sleep…