"The snake which cannot cast its skin has to die. As well the minds which are prevented from changing their opinions; they cease to be mind."
― Friedrich Nietzsche

This Chapter is dedicated to CheYat . Thanks for reading my book.

Diego

The whiskey burned my throat, I needed it. What Hailey just spilled boiled my mind in anger. When she started crying, I fucking lost it. Comforting someone is not my thing. I was glad Caluccio lived closer. He was here within a call. She will be fine, Caluccio will make sure of it.

The burning in my throat reminds me I deserve the pain. I took advantage of her, I fucking tasted her without her permission. I thought she would like it, I knew she had her orgasm, most probably the first orgasm in her life. But fuck, after that when she started crying, accusing I am like them I fucking lost it.

Caluccio strolled down the stairs. Without saying anything he hauled the bottle from me.

" Hey it is mine" I retorted, not liking he took my drink.

" Well, now it's mine" he glared, only he can get away glaring at me and probably Lucia. Now Hailey had been added to this list but other than these three no ones dare to even look at my eyes.

Caluccio's shoulder was stiff, he seemed stress. He wasn't also used to console anyone. We kill, blackmail but consoling someone. It was out of our dictionary.

Now he is doing this for me.

I knew he would do anything for me, even if he had to give his life he would. He already proved that. He took  bullets for me already two times. This fucker is a survivor, unwilling to die. Both times he lived because the first time the bullet went down slightly under his chest and the second time it grazed his left rib.

" How is she? " It was assumable she isn't alright but I needed to hear from him. Maybe for some miracle, she forgot the confession of her or maybe what I did to her a few hours before. It was already morning, the sun was up. When I gazed at the clock it was 6 a.m. Nina would be here soon for breakfast, till them Hailey have to starve or have to make her own food.

But I doubt she is even hungry after what happened.

" She is sleeping"

This shocked me because I didn't expect her to sleep after this.

Damn

Caluccio really knows his ways with ladies

" She cried herself to sleep" he added. I felt bad, really bad considering she cried herself to sleep after meeting me already three times and it's probably not twenty four hours yet or if it is not much more than that.

" She does that a lot" The laugh seemed bitter, the bottle was still in Caluccio's hand. I tried to snatch it but he somehow realized my motive as he took the bottle closer to his lips and then almost finished it in a gulp. " You are not supposed to drink it completely. It's mine"

" It was yours but I took it from you so it's mine now. I can do whatever I want"

This argument was getting ridiculous, I tried to come to business. " I want you to manage every possible information about Hailey. Her life in the orphanage and bring ,e every fucking details of the orphanage too"

" Got it"

" Won't you ask why?" I thought he would ask immediately but it seems he is in a terrible mood.

" I kind of guessed". of course, he had. He is a genius and that's why he is my main man.

" I lied or her. She thinks her father is alive" I wonder what Caluccio would say. For an unknown reason, this lie has been stuck to me. I never felt terrible about lying, manipulating or even blackmail. I killed people with my bare hands, cut their bodies, burned them but never felt remorse. But now I am feeling a slightly weird feeling after lying to her. I manipulate her to tell me what happened by giving her the hope that her father is alive. 

Was it guilt?

No

Never

I don't feel guilt

Not even when I killed my father

"It's better she never knows" Caluccio concluded. He was right, she would not be able to take it normally. I wonder why she is so attached to her father. He was a coward. Did she even realize her father wanted to sell her to me before he died?

Pathetic

" One thing is bothering me. She is still a virgin" this seemed to get his attention because he looked he didn't expect this. " They abused her sexually but made sure she remained virgin. I don't think she is lying. There's maybe some reason for it"

" I will look through it"

" She needs someone to spend time"

" Don't ask me that. I am not a babysitter" I knew he would refuse, but I wasn't asking him to do that. Lucia won't do anything to help, I knew that but maybe Caluccio could suggest me how to cope up with the situation.

" I wasn't talking about you" clarifying quickly because I don't have the mood for another argument.

" I will inform Nina. She will be there for her, don't worry" He didn't wait for my direction or command, he just left taking the almost empty bottle with him. It was mine now it's his. I reminded myself He can do whatever he wants.

My eyes became heavy, I didn't get an ounce of sleep tonight. Maybe I need to sleep, it will clear my mind. Because all I can think of how Hailey tasted, her moans and the face she made when she hit her orgasm. I wanted to possess her, taste her fuck her in every possible way. But she is not the girls I occasionally fucked. Her information took me off guard and I knew she needed space, especially from me. She isn't ready for sex and I can't wait. This is getting tough.

Hailey

The sunlight directly fell into my eyes, squirming, I opened them to see. It took me a minute to realize I am not home, I am in an unknown place. Yesterday's event flashed through my mind, I felt terrible how weak I was in front of Diego. At least that's what he told me his name was unless he lied which I doubt.

Crying wasn't going to take me anywhere beside I was already tired of that. I don't think any tears are left as I cried and cried since I met Diego. The maid who brought me the food was standing in front of the door. She might have pulled off the curtain from the window.

" Good afternoon, ma'am" she greeted. Wait what?

Afternoon?

" What time is it?" Confused,  I ask her this first instead of replying to her greetings.

"It's three p.m ma'am. " She confirmed. Why was she calling me ma'am? She is older than me, If anything I should have called her ma'am. The night was awfull, no wonder I slept so long. Surprise filled my kind how Diego didn't bother me and let me sleep.

' He wants you' Caluccio's voice was a whisper in my head. For a moment I didn't believe him but after what Diego did last night no wonder he wants me. To be specific my body and I will never give it to him. He will never own me, I won't let him. I just have to leave this place and make sure my dad is safe.

" Don't call me ma'am. Call me Hailey" Hearing someone call me ma'am was odd, especially someone who is older than me. Besides I am just a poor girl, I didn't deserve to be called ma'am.

The maid was pretty, blond hair swirled on the top of her head, pale skin and slightly older. She looked hesitated, " okay ma'am"

Rolling my eyes at her, I left the bed. The duvet falls in the ground as I stretched. My eyes caught the sight from the window.

It was beautiful, wherever this place is it looked heavenly from here. It was as if I was a princess in a tower where I can see how beautiful the surrounding is but is trapped. I shake the idea out of my head.

Me and princess don't go well in the same category.

" You should freshen up ma'am. "

" Don't call me ma'am" I ascertained, feeling kind of irritated. The look on her face shocked me. She kind of looked scared. " Just call me Hailey please" I added this time keeping my voice quiet.

" Okay, Hailey"

 A smile spread to my lips, she seemed to relax. It looked like she tried hard to please me.

" There's cloth for you in the wardrobe. You can choose anything" she gestured to the wooden wardrobe. Maybe it's the cloth of someone who lives in this house. When I opened the wardrobe it was filled with clothes, beautiful clothes.  The beautiful summer dresses were hanged in the corner, jeans and shorts were nearly folded.

I opened the first drawer, t-shirt, shirt, tops were also folded in a drawer. The second drawer was filled with undergarments. And the last drawer was filled with more clothes.

" Who's clothes are this?" It felt weird to wear cloth of someone whom I am not familiar with. Besides I wonder if that person lives here or not. 

" Your m... I mean Hailey"

I was glad she didn't call me ma'am. Before she could she corrected herself.

" All these clothes are mine" my eyes were huge, " this just be a joke"

" No, Sir strictly gave the order to arrange clothes for you"

" What? This might not even fit me, you know" this was surprising but for some reason, I didn't feel good about this. I didn't want anything with Diego, I felt he was trying to debt me.

What if he asks money for all these clothes?

I won't be able to repay all this in my lifetime, not with all the debt my dad have. It must be a lot because I can't shake the image of my dad's tied up, bloodied.

" Sir gave me all the information I needed. This will fit you. But if it's not your fashion, I can change to whatever you want immediately" the way she tried to please me didn't sit well with me instead it made me more tensed.

How come he knew my size?

This made me feel more disgusted. I realized Diego might know more about me than I thought. The whole thing terrified me, I needed to get away from him. There's something too dark about him, that almost chilled my blood.

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I am really sorry I didn't update this book for three days. I actually update only one book in a day. Currently, I have two books, sp if I update one of them, I don't update the other one. since it hasn't been updated for three days, I decided to update both books today.

I have been really busy yesterday, had no time to update. One information I would like to tell you guys, this book is unedited. Please remember this. It is the first draft, so read at your own risk. I will probably edit t once I finish it completely.

English isn't my first language, be aware of the errors. I can take harsh criticism but it's kind of annoying when someone complains about the same thing I already mentioned.

Anyway, How do you think of Nina? 

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