endure what he was going to do to her.
“What do you have to say for yourself Nova?”
God, how she hated the way her name rolled off his tongue, he made it sound so vile. “I have been very bad.”
He slammed his fist against the table. “Your damn right you have been bad.”
He stood up and walked behind her. “I have always provided for you. Have I not?”
Stanford and I had had this conversation many times. This was the conversation were he tried to make me feel grateful and the same conversation that ended in him beating me.
“Yes, you have always provided for me.”
“I kept a roof over your head and food in your stomach.”
“Yes, you did.”
“You wanted to go to Harvard. I sent you to Harvard. Do you know how much money I have spent on giving you what you want?”
“More than I deserve.”
“You don’t deserve anything. I should have thrown you out the minute we put that whore in the ground but I felt pity for you.”
She couldn’t believe this was happening to her. He was here in Boston. This wasn’t supposed to happen.
“Thank you for taking care of me.”
“You are fucking right you should be thanking me. I have done everything for you. That is what is wrong with you. My generosity has made you ungrateful.”
The tears flowed down my cheeks. “I’m not ungrateful.” My voice so low it was barely above a whisper.
I tried to shrink lower into the chair as he removed his suit coat and cufflinks. Oh please, oh please, don’t. The words were a silent plea in my head.
“Get down on your knees.”
I cried as I stood up and turned to him. Slowly dropping to my knees I let out a gasp as I tried to control the fear inside me.
My head was still fuzzy but the ache in my left cheek had my eyes watering as he pulled me up from the ground and sat me back in my chair.
“This is for you,” he said throwing a manila envelope on the table in front of me.
Inside she found pictures of herself from night before at the club. Her heart sank. They were pictures of her in the other member’s room.
“Did you really think I wouldn’t find out how you got the money to pay your tuition this semester Nova?”
She said nothing. Instead she put them back in the envelope.
“Do you have anything to say for yourself?”
“No.”
“I didn’t think you would.” He patted the envelope. “If you ever threaten me again Nova I will send these pictures to whatever company is stupid enough to hire you. Do we have an understanding?”
“Yes.”
He pushed the envelope towards her. “These are yours to keep. I have my own.”
She would not cry, she would not cry.
“I am done with you unless you are stupid enough to do anything with the video you sent me. I promise you little girl I will keep a close watch on you. Fuck up one time or let that video leak and I will take you down with me. You won’t seem so innocent when pictures of you selling your body end up on the front page of the papers. You don’t stand a chance against me, you know that don’t you?”
He was right. “Yes, I know that.”
He pulled her up and walked her to the door. “You better dry up the tears before you get to the lobby and don’t you dare make a scene. If you so much as look at anyone on your way out this won’t be the last time you see me.”
CHAPTER 7
She worked diligently on her eye. She did a good job and stopped the swelling but her eye was still black when she got up the next morning. It made her hate her mother even more than she already did. If she had only lived long enough for Nova to graduate and go to college, Stanford would have never done the horrible things to her. He had never touched her until after her mother died.
At 5:00 she finally admitted the inevitable, she couldn’t work. She called Caroline and tried to call in but she refused. When she got to the club she went to her room and
“What do you have to say for yourself Nova?”
God, how she hated the way her name rolled off his tongue, he made it sound so vile. “I have been very bad.”
He slammed his fist against the table. “Your damn right you have been bad.”
He stood up and walked behind her. “I have always provided for you. Have I not?”
Stanford and I had had this conversation many times. This was the conversation were he tried to make me feel grateful and the same conversation that ended in him beating me.
“Yes, you have always provided for me.”
“I kept a roof over your head and food in your stomach.”
“Yes, you did.”
“You wanted to go to Harvard. I sent you to Harvard. Do you know how much money I have spent on giving you what you want?”
“More than I deserve.”
“You don’t deserve anything. I should have thrown you out the minute we put that whore in the ground but I felt pity for you.”
She couldn’t believe this was happening to her. He was here in Boston. This wasn’t supposed to happen.
“Thank you for taking care of me.”
“You are fucking right you should be thanking me. I have done everything for you. That is what is wrong with you. My generosity has made you ungrateful.”
The tears flowed down my cheeks. “I’m not ungrateful.” My voice so low it was barely above a whisper.
I tried to shrink lower into the chair as he removed his suit coat and cufflinks. Oh please, oh please, don’t. The words were a silent plea in my head.
“Get down on your knees.”
I cried as I stood up and turned to him. Slowly dropping to my knees I let out a gasp as I tried to control the fear inside me.
My head was still fuzzy but the ache in my left cheek had my eyes watering as he pulled me up from the ground and sat me back in my chair.
“This is for you,” he said throwing a manila envelope on the table in front of me.
Inside she found pictures of herself from night before at the club. Her heart sank. They were pictures of her in the other member’s room.
“Did you really think I wouldn’t find out how you got the money to pay your tuition this semester Nova?”
She said nothing. Instead she put them back in the envelope.
“Do you have anything to say for yourself?”
“No.”
“I didn’t think you would.” He patted the envelope. “If you ever threaten me again Nova I will send these pictures to whatever company is stupid enough to hire you. Do we have an understanding?”
“Yes.”
He pushed the envelope towards her. “These are yours to keep. I have my own.”
She would not cry, she would not cry.
“I am done with you unless you are stupid enough to do anything with the video you sent me. I promise you little girl I will keep a close watch on you. Fuck up one time or let that video leak and I will take you down with me. You won’t seem so innocent when pictures of you selling your body end up on the front page of the papers. You don’t stand a chance against me, you know that don’t you?”
He was right. “Yes, I know that.”
He pulled her up and walked her to the door. “You better dry up the tears before you get to the lobby and don’t you dare make a scene. If you so much as look at anyone on your way out this won’t be the last time you see me.”
CHAPTER 7
She worked diligently on her eye. She did a good job and stopped the swelling but her eye was still black when she got up the next morning. It made her hate her mother even more than she already did. If she had only lived long enough for Nova to graduate and go to college, Stanford would have never done the horrible things to her. He had never touched her until after her mother died.
At 5:00 she finally admitted the inevitable, she couldn’t work. She called Caroline and tried to call in but she refused. When she got to the club she went to her room and
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