Cora’s pov.
“I warned you Cora, don’t disrespect me!” Papa hissed, he smelled like beer and sweat and I could see from the crazed look in his eyes that I would be ending tonight with several bruises.
The lounge was empty and so was most of the bar as it was already an hour to closing. The overweight men that’d called on me a few hours ago were finally gone and now I was reaping the fruit of my actions earlier.
After years of doing this I’d learned to never talk back to papa’s client, but today was different, today those men had taken it too far and I’d overreacted for what might be the first time since papa broke me all those years ago and now it was time to pay.
I looked up at his scowling face then my eyes shifted to the metal bat in his hand.
I should have felt some form of fe
