I know I should be keeping my distance but Arrigo refuses to let me. I should be in my room, sleeping or watching some documentary, not in Arrigo's massive kitchen with Bennie and him, while dressed in pyjamas, laughing hysterically as we decorate cupcakes and cookies that the chef had made for this particular activity."Really?" Bennie asked her father as she looked at his decorated cupcake and cookie.We were playing this silly game where Arrigo and I had to decorate a cupcake and a cookie to the best of our ability and Bennie would be the judge of it.The winner gets bragging rights and one of Bennie's sashes."What is this?" she asked her father, standing with her hands on her hips as she peered down at her father condescendingly. She was standing on the kitchen island so that she seemed superior wearing a chef's hat and white

 I wanted to make sure that I looked my best. I pulled out all of the stops for tonight. A long white and fancy dress with a slit that reached my upper thigh, letting my thick thigh escape through it. I purposefully crossed my legs, making sure to show more skin to drive Arrigo crazy. I had my wig straightened and laid flat against my head, my eyes smoky and dark to give me the look that I wanted. It worked like I knew that it would. Arrigo was a sucker for skin and sexual advances and that's what I kept doing. I kept moving my feet below the table, rubbing my high heel against his crotch as I listened to him promise me a passionate night. Arrigo had certainly pulled out all of the stops for this dinner. His large dining room was set up so lavishly and decadent with all sorts of food and candles; rose petals and sparkling wine, and all types of champagne. If I hadn't known that he'd killed my family, I would