Lahat ng Kabanata ng Chasing Red: Kabanata 1 - Kabanata 6

“Do I really need to do this?” Evie asked. Tears stained her pale cheek as she tried so hard to stop herself from sobbing.“Yes,” the woman sitting beside the bathtub in the bathroom replied. Her hands caressed Evie’s wet hair and face tenderly.“I'm sorry, baby girl,” she whispered into Evie’s ear softly.“No, you're not," Evie croaked. Her throat was too dry for anything else. “Why are you making me do this. I’m not one of your whores! You can't just order me around like some kind of prostitute!" Her voice rose once more as tears poured down her cheeks.“But don’t you remember, your father sold you to me. You are one of my girls now, and I'll be ordering you around for as long as I want.”Her words were like daggers to Evie's heart. Every time she was reminded of her father’s betrayal it felt like a knife twisting deeper inside her chest. She still couldn’t wrap my head around the fact that my own father had sold his only daughter to a brothel owner. It made no sense at all.Why wou

Lorenzo was his name. Lorenzo Armani… Or as most people called him ‘The devil’s son'.He was a bastard son born out of wedlock. Some said he killed his father for the pleasure of it. Others said he'd done it for revenge. Either way, he was known throughout the world as a ruthless man. A monster. A beast. His reputation preceded him. Everyone knew him. For better or worse, he was feared. And yet, he was also respected. He commanded respect.At the age of twenty-five, Lorenzo had not only taken over his father’s mafia empire, but made it bigger than ever. He not only engaged in illegal activities, but he had taken on other businesses as well. From real estate to hotels, casinos, and even clothing stores.Lorenzo himself owned almost every business around. He was the kind of man you wanted on your side. He was also well recognized for his lavish lifestyle. Money, cars, women, power... He had everything. And he was used to getting what he wanted, when he wanted.So one could only imagine

Sexy wasn’t the right word to describe how Evie looked in the red silk dress she wore. Not only was it tight fitting, but the fabric clung to her body. She had never worn anything like it before. It was almost as if the dress was made just for her. It hugged every curve on her body perfectly, giving off a seductive image.The dress was floor length and she paired it with silver heels. Red- bottom and high heeled. She felt like a sex goddess.Her hair was pinned up, though loose strands fell around her face. Her makeup was flawless: red lipstick, dark eyeliner, and black mascara. She had gotten herself ready for her date with Lorenzo.“You look… amazing,” Ingrid said as she stared at Evie. She blinked a few times trying to get accustomed to seeing Evie dressed this way. Ingrid knew Evie was pretty, but the dress made her look gorgeous.“Thanks. Do you think the bruises are noticeable? I don’t want anyone to see them.”Ingrid placed a hand over Evie's shoulder. "Relax. They aren't visib