Amaya's POV
When I woke up, I was lying on a bed that wasn't mine and then last night flashed back into my mind. The two masked men came into my apartment and took me. I looked around the room and it wasn't a room, but a dimly lit cell and it wasn't a bed that I was on but more like a cot. The only other thing in here was a chair that was sitting in the middle of the room.
I knew instantly that I was in grave danger here and I would bet anything that this had to do with my father. What I didn't understand was the things they did beforehand. The gifts, the money, the visits to the club, the touching and him going down on me. I was filled with disgust as I thought about what I let him do or them, I guess, do to me. I can't believe I did that. In that moment it felt right. The mask and t
