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Chapter 8 :- Victoria Faith Wild (P.O.V)

The next day, I got up early, made breakfast for my parents and took shower, and had breakfast in my room. I had to meet Billy's at around 11 am at his house. So, I spent the remaining time doing my assignments and making notes for Robert, because on Sunday I had to teach him Psychology, so it would be easy if I had notes. I couldn't help but think the moment we met, how captivating his eyes were as if, I let him see through my soul and ease all my pain in that one look. I was finding it hard to look somewhere else. The moment I shook hands with him I got tingles on my hand and fire was blazing where he had touched and his voice had this smoothening feeling which I just wanted to hear all day.

I was brought out of reverie by the sound of the ringing of my phone. I looked at the caller Id and saw Billy was calling me. But, before I could pick up his call my mom's voice interrupted me, "Veronica, come here fast."

I sighed and didn't pick his call because I know if I didn't go down she will here and then he will hear all the swearing and stuff my say to me and then he will ask questions, who's the answer I won't be able to give him. The moment I reached down, I felt a sting on my cheek because she slapped me hard, tears threatened to fall but I bit my inner cheeks to stop the tears that were about to fall. She shouted, "You ungrateful girl, how many times I will have to tell you that after making breakfast you have to iron my clothes. Every time I tell you forget , right? I will have to teach you a lesson, so next time you don't forget."

She immediately called my father and told her about everything and even added some lies in it. The whole time I kept my head down. "You Bitch, won't understand once we have said something to you. We have given so much and you pay us this way." After saying this he started beating me and punching me like I am a punching bag. He kicked me in my stomach and leg, it kept hurting me but I didn't show any emotions out. I won't give them the satisfaction of beating me, I have learned this lesson a long time ago.

"Now get up and iron my clothes." Said Rebecca. I got up slowly and went into their room and ironed their clothes, after that I went to my room upstairs. I cleaned myself and then took my phone and saw I had 3 missed calls from Billy and one text message. I opened the text message.

Hey, tried reaching you. Till what time will you arrive?

I replied to him

Hey! Sorry, I was talking to mum so I couldn't reply to you.

I will arrive by 11 at your house.

I saw the time it was 10 so I started getting ready. I did light makeup to hide all the bruises on my face and neck. Today I am wearing a white long sleeve crop top, light blue jeans, and white wedges. As I didn't have a watch, so I wore 4 set piece classic gold bracelets, it had one rhinestone crystal, one simple knot bracelet, one round gem bracelet, and a multilayer adjustable bracelet. I made my hair in half-bun and let the remain hair fall straight on my shoulders. After getting one last look I took my white handbag and put in some psychology-related stuff that will be needed for the project and made my way towards the exit of the house. My parents knew I went to work on Sat-sun thankfully, they didn't stop me from working.

Billy's home was about 30 min drive from my home because he lived in the other part of the town. I took a cab and gave the driver the address.

The moment I reached near his gate my jaw dropped by just looking at his home. It was a three-story mansion with a fountain just near the entrance. On the left of the fountain was huge parking where all types of expensive cars were parked and on the left was a huge garden that also extended behind the house. I paid the driver and got out of the cab and started walking towards the two huge doors of the mansion. I neared the huge door and ringed the bell. I started playing my fingers, it is a habit whenever I am nervous. Slowly, the door opened and came into view women who were in her late fifties. The way she was dressed, I could tell she was a maid at the mansion. She had brown eyes and dark black hair.