Chapter 38

Not nice to meet you

[Cassandra's POV]

There was an awful silence in the room as our eyes met and memories flashed through my mind, reminding me of the disgusting things I had done with the monstrous excuse of a man.

I remembered him forcing those crude lips of his on mine and peeling off my worn out clothes off my skin. I had cried and begged him to treat me like I were his own child but he was just going to have his way anyway and I had no choice at the time.

When I couldn't beg him anymore, I had just lay back motionlessly while tears fell from my eyes but he had been too emotionless to care that I didn't want a fifty something year old man riding me and will have opted for a better life provided I had the resources to make that possible.

He had had this evil satisfying look as he saw me crying while he took pleasure in my barely mature body, sweating like the goat he actually was.

"Cas, what are you thinking of?" Amsey shouted at me, bringing