Chapter 3

As soon as the door of my apartment room opened, I immediately walked in and crouched down in front of my mom. "Mom," I said, crying as I hugged her. My mom cried in my arms.

I let go of my hug and quickly removed the cloth from her mouth and untied her hands. "Angelica..." she said, crying while hugging me with her trembling body. I hugged her back. Tears dripped from my worried, sad eyes.

I helped her up from the floor holding her arm then I turned to the man who brought me to Victor. "You've got your money. Now get out of here!" I said, raising my voice.

He smiled at me with his evil look. He walked over to my stepfather then crouched down in front of him and removed the cloth from his mouth and untied his hands. He took his business card from his jacket pocket and gave it to my stepfather. "Don't hesitate to call me if you need money," he said into my stepfather's eyes with a warm smile on his scary face.

Anger filled my eyes seeing my stepfather smiling with sparkling eyes staring at the business card in his hands. This man is a truly bastard. He never cared about us. All he had in mind was money and sex.

The man stood followed by my stepfather. The man looked at his men gesturing them to leave this room. He turned his gaze to me and smiled. It scared me to see the way he looked at me. His eyes told me he would not let me out of his grip. I watched them leave this room with my heart beating fast in fear.

"You bastard!" I quickly turned to my mom when I heard she screaming at my stepfather. She walked closer to him and slapped him on the cheek. "How could you do this to us?!"

"Mom!" I screamed as I cried seeing that bastard hit her nose hard. "You bitch! How dare you slap me?! Do you want to die?!" he said in anger and hit her eye. I quickly approached them and grabbed his arm. "Stop it! Don't hit my mom!" I said in tears.

My mom sat on the floor crying holding her bleeding nose. I could tell she was in pain. This wasn't the first time this bastard had beaten her. He always did that when he was angry with her.

He clutched my face with his threatening eyes fixed on mine. "You must do whatever I say. You must make money for me or I will make your mom suffer!" he said in a deep voice. I took my face from his dirty hand and stepped back, staring at him in anger. I can't stand his stinky breath.

He smiled evilly at me, showing his yellow teeth. He then looked at my breasts and my legs with lust filling his eyes. He always looked at me that way and it made me sick. I clenched my fists in anger as he took the money from my bag and walked out of the room whistling cheerfully like nothing happened.

I immediately took a towel and crouched down in front of my mom and wiping the blood from her nose with it. Tears dripped from my eyes, my hands were trembling. I then helped her up from the floor and made her sit on the sofa with me sitting next to her. She looked into my eyes. "Why? Why did he have the heart to do all this to us?" she asked, sobbing.

"I've told you so many times! Baxter doesn't love you. He never cared about us! He didn't even care if we died!" I said, raising my voice. My anger turned to sadness seeing her cry. I sighed inside. I know her heart is suffering right now. She loved that bastard so much and he had broken her heart to pieces.

"Mom ... Please ..." I said pleadingly. "If you love me and love yourself, then you must leave him and forget about him. Please ... I beg you."

I felt so relieved when I saw her nodding her head. Finally she wanted to listen to me. "Mom, let's leave this place now," I said as I held her arm.

"Where will we go? We have nowhere to go," she said, curious.

"We're going to Amy's place. She told me we could stay there if we got into trouble. Next month when I get my paycheck we'll rent an apartment for us to live in."

She nodded in agreement after hearing what I said.

"I will pack our things now!" I said as I stood up from the sofa and rushed to the bedroom. I quickly put my clothes and my mom's clothes into the suitcase. What's on my mind right now is to get out of this hell soon.

"Let's go now," I said as I stood before my mom with the suitcase in my hand. I helped her up from the sofa, we put on our coats, and we quickly left this hell.

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It was almost midnight when my mom and I got off the bus. I tucked my arm into my mom's and we walked to Amy's apartment in the snow. The air was so cold it made our bodies shiver.

When we got there, the security guards allowed us to enter the building because Amy had told them about us. I texted her while we were on the bus. I told her we had left our apartment because that bastard beat my mom. I didn't tell her about Victor. I would be ashamed if she knew the truth.

We stopped our steps when we were at the door of Amy's room. This apartment looks clean and nice, much different from the apartment where we live. I rang the doorbell. It didn't take long before the door opened and I saw Amy standing in front of us in her pajamas. I could see the shock and worry in her eyes seeing the bruises on my mom's face.

"Plea-please come in," Amy said as she moved aside. My mom and I then walked into the room. Amy closed the door and walked over to us who were standing by the sofa. "Mrs. White, Angelica, please have a seat," she said pointing to the sofa.

"Thank you, Amy," my mom said before we all sat down on the sofa.

"Amy ... I'm so sorry for bothering you," my mom said into Amy's eyes with apologies and sadness in her eyes.

"Please don't say that. I don't feel bothered at all. Angelica is a good friend of mine. I'm glad I can help," Amy said with sincerity in her eyes.

My mom and I stared at her gratefully. She has touched our hearts with her kindness. She really has a good heart. I am so lucky to have a good friend like her. I love her so much like my sister.

"Thank you so much, Amy," I said. She replied me with a warm smile on her face. She suddenly remembered something. "I'll get you two a drink," she said.

"Amy," my mom said before Amy stood up from the sofa, making her look into her eyes. "You don't need to get us a drink. It's late now. We should all go to sleep. Tomorrow, you and Angelica have to go to work."

Amy nodded her head at my mom. "Just let me know if you need anything," she said. My mom replied with a grateful smile on her face.

Amy then stood up from the sofa. "I'll show you to your room," she told us. My mom and I then stood up from the sofa, following her into the room next to hers.

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I looked at my naked body in the mirror in the bathroom. I had just finished showering. Amy and my mom were asleep in their bed. Tears dripping from my eyes, my heart beats fast in fear remembering the way Victor f*cked me. I will never forget the pain he gave me.

I touched the kiss marks on my neck, on my back, and on my breasts. I can still feel his lustful breath and his touch on my skin. The sweet smell of his cologne still wafts from my body even though I've showered.

I feel pain when I touch my nipples. My pussy hurt so much. He f*cked me so hard with no mercy. I was so scared of him. I would never want to see him again. I hate him for what he has done to me. He is so cruel and heartless. He treated me like his sex slave. He is so rude. He didn't even ask my name. He just f*cked me and tortured me.

I wiped the tears from my cheeks as I told myself to stay strong. I will bury these bad memories deep in my heart forever.

I put on my pajamas to cover up the kiss marks from my mom and Amy. I had changed that sexy dress into my work uniform before I left the nightclub.

I came out of the bathroom into my room and went to bed. I pray and hope tomorrow will be better for me and for my mom.

While Angelica was asleep, Victor was thinking about her. He couldn't get her out of his mind even for a second. He had never felt this kind of feeling before. The 19-year-old beautiful girl has bewitched him with her beauty.

He was sitting on the sofa with his legs crossed in his room in the mansion. He looks so hot and handsome in his black satin nightgown that every woman who sees him wants him to f*ck her.

He closed his eyes with his index finger on his lips while his thumb on his chin. He could see Angelica's beautiful face and her sexy naked body in his mind.

He loved to see her long, straight hair hanging down to her waist. Her smooth white skin fascinated him. The bulge under his briefs started to harden as he remembers when he f*cked her.

He then took the tab that was on the table in front of him. His eyes shone devilishly as he saw Angelica's photos on her Facebook. He smiled with a plan in mind when he found out where she worked. "Angelica White, you can never escape from me, you can only be mine," he said in a deep voice. He couldn't wait to make her his.

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Angelica's POV

I smiled with happiness in my eyes, seeing Amy eating my cooking. I cooked chicken salad for our lunch. I often cook for her because she can't cook. She really likes my cooking.

"Oh gosh! This tastes so good!" she said as she kept chewing.

The entrance behind me suddenly opened. Amy's eyes suddenly opened wide as she almost dropped her jaw. "Oh, my God! It's him!" she said.

I quickly looked back. My eyes opened wide in shock with my heart beat fast in fear as I saw Victor Black walking towards us, smiling at me with a devilish smile on his handsome face.