Sold

Alicia's POV:

My… what?

It was as though blood rushed through my ears and I could barely consider the words for a second. With the situation I was in, it took a while before it fully sank in.

My father?

This man… this Senator Duncan, was my father?

“That’s impossible,” the words immediately left my lips, and the man chuckled like I had said something incredibly funny.

What was so funny? What was the joke? Was I the joke?

My mind worked furiously to understand.

“It doesn't matter what you think, fiorellino. You're the daughter of a powerful senator. Congratulations,” his smirk widened and I felt like I was more afraid. What was there to celebrate? “And you… are going to help me, fiorellino. By being my hostage. You see, my business is being attacked by laws beyond my control. Wonderful country you have here, by the way. And troublesome and finicky your fucking laws are. Your father… he can help me,” he waved his hand around, keeping his green eyes trained on me.

I heard something vibrat