Chapter 1

'You are leaving...'

'I will come back. I promise.'

'What if you don't?'

'Me? Not coming for you? That will be the stupidest thing I ever did.'

'Why?'

'How many guys did I kill just to get you? I will burn this world down if you ask me to.'

When she opens her eyes, she doesn't remember even a single thing in her life. Not even herself. Not even her life. After the extreme accident she got, she lost her memory. The first thing she knows is her stepmother and her father.

Not only that. She starts to believe her life is miserable before this. Why? Her parents abused her physically and mentally.

Somehow, she knows something is missing but she doesn't know what it is.

A girl jumped into the bushes not caring about the wounds she got from the sharp branches. She closes her mouth, trying to be silent as hard as she can. A group of huge guys came and looked around. They try to find her anywhere but there's no sight of her.

"FUCK!! How can she be so fast of running away!?" A guy kicks the rock out of frustration.

"Look like we will get killed by the boss." Another one spokes.

"No. She wouldn't be so far, I believe that. She is just a weak girl, how far she can be?" The other guy spoke in confidence. They didn't know she was good at hiding with her timid body.

"He was right. We have to find her quick." The first guy agreed. They all agreed and walked away.

The girl behind the bushes sighs in relief. She wipes the tears she had on her cheeks. It has been a few weeks since she had to do this. Whenever she met those guys, she would run away. Who are they? Well, they are a debt collector. Not her who's in debt but her parents did.

She is just their daughter who's the one facing this pain and torture. They just know how to borrow money without paying it. In the end, they try to use her as a threat to her parents but until now, they couldn't catch her. That's what she discovers.

Until when does she have to stay living like this? She thought, her life was beautiful but no. How she wishes she could remember everything.

Her phone vibrates causing her to flinch. She took out her phone and it was her stepmother.

'You better come back or else' -Mother.

Without thinking twice, she grabs her bag. She slowly peered out from the bushes and saw no sight of them. It seems safe for her. She went home unbothered.

It was time to introduce her anyway. She has blonde shiny hair, green unique eyes, white pale skin, and a small body, her name is Alyna. She's a 19-year-old girl. Her father runs a business which not going so well. He starts to lose a lot of money. Because of that, he thinks of asking someone for help and starts having a debt.

Her stepmother just wastes money on buying her stuff without thinking about the burden her husband has. Before this, the relationship between her and her father was great. Everyone adored their father-daughter relationship. But when her father married again, things started to change.

He starts to get violent and doesn't even care about her daughter.

Alyna arrives home. Hell sweet hell. She opens the door and the first thing she gets is a hard slap on her face.

"How many times have I told you not to go out!! Where are you going anyway? Being a stripper at a strip club, huh!?" Rubbia, her stepmother yells.

"I...I just want to have a fresh air..." She quietly said.

"I don't care about that. It's your problem, not mine. What I want is for you not to go out." She scowls.

No matter what her reason is, Rubbia will never care to understand. Since this girl was born already she hate Alyna. So much until you can't describe it. They forbid her to go out. Whenever she sneaks out of the house, when she gets caught, they will abuse her as a lesson.

"I'm sorry, mother." Alyna bowed her head.

"Don't you worry me, you bitch!!" Her mother slapped her hard again making her to fall the ground. She grabs her hair tightly making Alyna face her. "Once again you sneak out, I wouldn't hesitate to kill you right away."

The woman throws her away. "Drag her to the basement." She demands.

"Yes, ma'am." The guard bowed.

"Good." The woman walks away with her heels clicking.

The guards grab her arms and drag her to the basement. The place where she will be when gets punished. No food. No drink. No light. Just a dark and empty room.

Before this, the house was a safe place for her. Now, it's not.

Alyna went along with the guard. Not even care about the maid and butlers who look at her in pity. They are all the same. How? Why? They know and see what happened in and out of this house. The pain, torture, and darkness that this girl endured all alone.

Yet? No one saved her. Not even her nanny who took care of her when she was a little girl. When they want to help, they are all being bribed by her father. You must wander, there's no way people will accept money than helping her. Well, you are right.

They accept money.

Alyna saw it with her own eyes. From that day, she learned something. Don't put hope too high.

Her steps halted when she heard her father's voice. She speaks from the small gap in the door. "Argh!! I can't believe he's coming back!!" Matthew, her father pushed all the stuff from his desk.

That's not her father. Not the father she knows. The father she knows is gentle and lovable. Alyna didn't want to get caught or not, she would be the punching bag like before. So it better not to appear in his sight.

The guard tucks her to keep walking.

The dinner went smoothly. Alyna is still in the basement, forbidden for her to eat with them. Rubbia looks at her husband who looks distressed.

"Honey, what's wrong?" She asks.

"My company profit went drop. I can't lose anymore if not, we will go bankrupt." He sighs.

"I see," Rubbia answered without caring. She takes out a fancy handbag which is costly. "Look, I bought this beautiful handbag. Isn't it suit to me, honey?" She twirls around to show off.

Matthew frowns. "How many times have I told you not to buy anything expensive anymore? Do you know how much I debt right now?" He asks.

"That's YOUR debt. Not mine. Just sell anything useless." She rolls her eyes.

"Easy for you to say. You just know how to spend MY money." He talks back.

"It's OUR money." The woman glares at him.

Her husband scoffs. "Our money? Now you want to say our money? Who's the one working for it? Me. Who's the one who thinking hard about how to pay the debt? Me also. While you, you just know how to spend every penny and spread your legs for me." Matthew states the fact.

Somehow, Rubbia felt offended. "How dare you to say that!?" She yells.

"Because of you, I waste a lot of money!!"

"Don't blame it on me!! I'm not the one who asks you to have a debt!! It's your fault. Don't drag me into this!!" She slams her hand on the table.

"Of course, you will put all the problems on me because you are the gold digger." He chuckles sarcastically.

"If you know that, then why did you marry me, huh?" She sneers.

"Because a woman like you is easy to get. Your dignity is low. Just give you a bundle of money, and with a snap of the finger you will do anything I want." Matthew grins.

Rubbia's face starts to get red. Not blushing or anything. But fuming in anger. Those words get on her.

Suddenly, someone banging on the door. A guard came, "Sir, they are here." He announced.

Matthew closes his eyes and sighs. "Bring them in. Told them to wait in the living room." He demands.

"Yes, sir."

He stands up, fixing his clothes. "If you keep being like this, I'm not hesitant to divorce you, Rubbia." When he said that, Rubbia's expression changed.

"Maid!!" Matthew called.

"Yes, sir?" A maid came.

"I want you to prepare tea and snacks. Also, make sure Alyna didn't come out. Don't mess it up." He glares at her.

The maid just nods. She quickly went back to the kitchen. They all know why Alyna is forbidden to come out and meet other people.

Matthew walks to the living room. There are three guys, two guys standing behind the couch and of course, their leader is the one sitting on the couch. His expression was cold. Nothing on it. No matter what happens, he can't let him have Alyna back.

"Welcome to my house, gentlemen." Matthew smiles. He takes a seat opposite of him. "It's nice to see you again, Deon." He pulls out his hand.

The guy stares at it. "I guess so." Not accepting his handshake.

"Oh well. You are still the same guy who is not friendly, aren't you?" He jokes. But none of them laughs. "I'm happy you are back, my son-in-law.