No Choice

Veronica's perspective

I broke into his house earlier but I found no clue!!!

Shit!!! Does he know about me???

I don't know but there is something in the house!!! I mean everything in this house is somewhat different!!! Different in a weird way!!

Each room is locked and I managed to open almost all of them except the master bedroom!!!

The lock was password protected, and I guess the papers I am looking for is in there.

But before I could have hacked the room pass code I heard Lewis returned back.

I somehow got out.

From the things that I know is that, he is a psychopath!!!

"Hello"

"Did you get those??? "

"Sorry dad, I am trying!!! "

"Veronica seriously!!!! I have been listening to this since the last two years!!! When are you going to get those!!! "

I broke down, I had no words to say. The call had already ended.

Can you believe he is my dad???

A father is suppose to take care of his children and protect them from any danger.

But seems like I am the unluckiest of all. My father treated me like a servant all these years and he even send me to this trap were I get molested each and every day.

He doesn't even care about his daughter.

Two years before I was a servant in my own house. I used to clean the house and stuffs of my father and brother, but, after being bankrupt, my father made a plan and told me that if I accomplished the task then I can get back my position in my house.

He very well knew what type of person Lewis was!!!

He very well knew that I was a virgin!!!

When I didn't agree to the plan, he set up a plan and made me get raped by a man.

I was emotionally broken down!!!

I didn't know what to do!!!

My father said that the only way he is accepting me, if I agree to the plan.

I had no choice!!!

I had to accept!!!

I didn't want this, he made me do this!!!

He made me a slut that Lana thinks.

He made me a whore that Maya thought.

I am not that person, he made me do this!!!

He thought I won't know that he made me get raped, but alas!!! If I find those papers, I would sell the property my father used to own and go to another city and start a new life.

With determination and pain in my eyes and heart, I looked at the building.

I know what to do to get in the bedroom.

I gathered up my courage and rang the door.