Chapter 2.

Camilla stood transfixed on the spot she was waiting for the car to hit her but it never did. She opened her eyes and found out that the car, which turned in another direction in order not to hit her, had hit another lady.

She looked at the lady who was now struggling to breathe as blood was pumping out of her damaged brain. She became shaken and started shivering with fright.

She instantly felt nauseated and rushed to a nearby gutter to vomit. She cleaned her mouth when she was done and started searching for the pack of Pizza that had fallen from her hand. She found it scattered beyond repair on the ground just like the previous one and sighed.

She didn't know if she should feel bad for the lady or for herself who was going to see hell when she got home.

She waited back at the accident scene until an ambulance came to move the lady's body.

She later summoned up courage and started walking home, still shivering. She would have been the one lying there if not that the driver of the car to avoid hitting her.

When she got home, everything was quiet and calm. It had been over two hours since she was away from home.

She sighed and took a deep breath before opening the front door, luckily, it wasn't locked. She went inside the dark living room which was quiet and calm and started heading to her room quietly after gently closing the door in order not to get caught but the living room lights came on and Camilla's heart leaped out of her chest.

"I'm finished!" she screamed inside of her and froze at the spot she was in.

Large hands grabbed her before she could even think of escaping and pushed her down on the floor. A resounding slap landed on her cheek which made her dizzy.

"You unfortunate child," Mrs. Marcus yelled in rage and grabbed Camilla's hair.

"I'm sorry Mom," Camilla pleaded when she recovered a bit from the slap but Mrs. Marcus wasn't listening to her.

She pushed her onto the floor and grabbed her hair again. "I will make sure I kill you with my bare hands," Mrs. Marcus said and pushed Camilla down again, before she could grab Camilla again, Camilla had already gotten on her feet.

She ran straight into her room and closed the door when she got in. She didn't hesitate to lock it.

"Camilla," Mrs. Marcus yelled at the top of her voice in rage and started banging on the door but Camilla refused to listen. She slumped on the ground and rested her back on the door before bursting into tears, wondering when her stepmother would stop treating her this way.

*

Camilla dressed up in the best dress she could place her hands on, it wasn't a designer dress nor worth a fortune but at least it was okay and fitted her so well.

She wore one of the few shoes she had and came out of her room, she met her parents in the living room, laughing as they watched a TV show together.

"Don't come back to this house until he accepts you, if he doesn't… this house will not be enough for us to live in," Mrs. Marcus said in an agitated tone.

Camilla only nodded and started leaving. She managed to get a transport fare this time around because the place she was going was next to town.

As she headed towards the train station, she remembered the heated argument and abuse she went through at the hands of her parents yesterday. This time around her quiet father joined in the abuse when she refused their request for her to get married to Edwardo, in replacement for her step-sister.

Her parents had made sure she didn't have peace until she had agreed to their request early this morning.

She didn't even know if Edwardo would accept her or still demand his money… but no matter what happens, she doesn't want to go back to the hell of a place she knows as home.

So she determined in her heart that she was going to make Me Edwardo accept her at all costs because that would only be her chance of escape.

After an hour's journey, Camilla arrived at the address she was given and knocked softly on the gate. The gate opened slightly and a hefty-looking man brought out his head.

On sighting her, he opened the gate fully and came out to stand in front of her.

"Who are you looking for?" He asked Camilla.

Camilla felt a bit afraid but she comforted herself and said.

"I'm here to see Mr. Edwardo."

"Is he expecting you?" The man asked and she shook her head, indicating a no.

"Then why are you here…," the bulky man thundered in anger and started heading back inside but Camilla grabbed his hand.

"Please, it's urgent… I need to see him," she pleaded.

"Let go of me," he yelled and pushed Camilla away. She fell down but quickly stood up and quickly dusted herself.

"Please," she begged, going on her knees but the security man refused to listen.

He went in and locked the gate, Camilla was stuck outside but she persisted. If it meant waiting and sleeping at their gate just to see Mr. Edwardo, she concluded and went to sit on a flower pavement outside the fence.

Thirty minutes passed with no sign of the security man nor Edwardo but continued waiting and didn't know when she slept off.

A loud horn woke Camilla up and she jumped up on her feet, she rubbed her eyes and looked at the gate, she saw a brand new car waiting before the gate. She rushed towards it and started hitting on the car window.

The security man who has now opened the gate got angry and started walking towards Camilla but Edwardo stopped him when he whined down the glass and looked at Camilla.

"You must be from Mr/Mrs. Marcus," Edwardo said and Camilla nodded and got surprised as Edwardo was already expecting her.

"Let her in," He said to his security man the tinted car windows were closed, and whined. His driver drove into the compound.

The security man led Camilla in and closed the gate. Camilla followed Edwardo in but not close behind him.

He ushered her to sit down on one of the couches in his living room and went upstairs.

Camilla couldn't stop admiring his living room as she looked everywhere. She heard a tiny voice laughing while saying "Stop dad," and became curious.

After a few minutes, a pretty-looking girl came walking down the stairs clutching a teddy, stopped when she saw Camilla, and quietly stared at her.

"Dad, who's she?" The little girl asked Edwardo when Edwardo approached her.

"Go to your room Ivy, I have an important meeting with her," Edwardo said and bent to kiss her forehead.

This made Ivy swallow as she got to know Edwardo was a single Dad. She concluded that it wasn't going to be easy if Eduardo eventually gets to accept her as it clearly showed on his daughter's face that she doesn't like her.

"I hope she isn't going to get anything to do with me, she looks so miserable," Ivy said and Edwardo's eyes widened.

"Stop it, Ivy, she can hear you… who's teaching you to say all this?" Edwardo asked Ivy. Ivy rolled her eyes and poured her lips.

"I'm going to my room Dad, make sure she leaves before I decide to come downstairs," Ivy said aloud and started leaving.

Camilla who has heard all this became discouraged and concluded Mr. Edwardo wasn't going to accept her.

Edwardo climbed down after I had left and sat on the opposite side.

"Did you come with the money?" He asked without wasting any seconds.

Camilla became tense and looked up at him, he was looking at her too which made her heart start racing uncontrollably. She knew all he wanted to have in return was his money but unfortunately, she didn't come with it. She swallowed hard before saying in a low voice.

"I don't have it."

"If you are here to persuade me to take you in place of your sister, then find your way out," Edwardo said and stood up.

"Please wait," Camilla said and quickly went to her knees. She knows the sight of her irritates him so much too but this was the only opportunity she has to get away from the hell she calls home.

"I can do anything you want Sir, anything. I just don't want to go back home," she said with her already wet eyes. Tears didn't hesitate to run down her cheek but she wiped them off quickly.

Edwardo, who wanted to act so heartlessly, felt touched by her tears. He decided to listen to her and walked back to sit down.

"What can you offer?" He asked, his expression becoming dark.

"Anything… I don't want to be your pleasure tool or sex toy, please just accept me and don't send me back to them," Camilla pleaded, she didn't even know when such words came out of her mouth.

Edwardo scammed her with his eyes; full chest, plump full lips and he concluded her ass would also be nice even as the oversized dress she was putting on was covering it from sight. He smiled in satisfaction and stood up.

"Done, get prepared… you will be entertaining me tonight, let's see what you got. My Butler will attend to you," he said, leaving Camilla flabbergasted.

"I'm still a virgin, she thought.