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Author: Jai Frederick
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Danica POV

I pulled off onto a dirt road behind my fathers’ property. I would cut across it every other day to go to Dmitry’s house when I was trying to hide the fact that I’d been working off my debt.

I didn’t want my father to know I was sneaking in and out the house late at night. Even if I was working, he would find some perverted way to punish me for it.

I parked the car and closed my eyes. I needed strength for what I was about to do.

It was late and I had nowhere to go. There were a few hundred dollars in my account from being paid. Enough to get a hotel room at the cheapest motel in town. But I didn’t have a bank card yet.

Dmitry took me to set up a bank account after I got my second check. I’d never forget the look on his face when he realized didn’t have one. I was eighteen with little knowledge of the world around me.

It was almost ridiculous how much I had to learn to catchup with everything my classmates parents taught them outside of our normal school work.

I cut t
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