A heavy, calloused fist collided with Calista’s frame, slamming her onto the wooden chair. A sharp groan escaped her lips as she collapsed forward. Standing above her, her father, Jake, watched with a twisted smirk as blood welled from her wounds.“I love hurting you, do you know that?” he murmured, his voice dripping with malice. “It satisfies me, gives me chills, reminds me of just how much strength I still have left in my system, even at my age.”Calista glared up at him, her vision blurred and her eyes weak. She tried to snap back, but her throat caught, and she spat a mouthful of blood onto the floor instead.Jake drew a kitchen knife from his belt, pressing the cold tip directly against her throat. One wrong movement, and her breath would be cut short forever.“You will act exactly as I command, do you hear me?” he hissed, leaning in. “You will let your sister marry your best friend—your one true love, as you so pathetic call him. You won’t get in their way, and you’ll live. If
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