Chapter Four

I wish to hire Zane but the person the bullet collided with was a mere servant who was running on an errand for the bastard. Nothing too serious, it was just a shot in the arm but the poor thing was in deep pain.

"Ben! Ben! Come take him away!" I shouted and my right-hand man, who never fails me, rushed in with an assist to drag the servant to the hospital.

"Nevaeh! Have you seen the consequences of your reckless behavior?!" Father blew hot on me but the alcohol still had effects so he could tell I was staggering, "are you drunk girl?!" He raged and I forced myself to speak.

"You're the cause of all of this! You! Look at what you have done! You have broken the promise you made to me and mother and I hate you for it!" I was just as angry as he was and the state I was in wasn't helping matters 

On a normal day, I would have stayed silent while I secretly hatched a plan to get what I wanted but the whole situation was making me spiral out of control. I fought against everyone but never against my father and it was killing me to do this.

"You won't understand…" a pang of guilt was loaded in his voice,

"I won't understand?! Are you fuckin kidding me right now?! I'm done!" Flames burned through my nose and I staggered to the stairs before I always missed my step, "fuck them all." I hissed under my breath and crashed to my bed before my emotions washed over me.

I didn't want to be strong anymore. I just wanted this to be over, I wanted to stop fighting with my dad.

Morning came like water crashing on the shores of a beach, my eyes opened slowly and I was greeted by a picture of my father and me. I still remember that picture well. We went on a very dangerous mission and we both almost died but we came out alive. We broke all the bones of our enemies and threw them off a cliff. It was one of the most beautiful days of my life, taking that picture.

I sighed sadly, "maybe Daddy doesn't see me the way he did back then." I curled a little before last night's events flashed into my memory, and then I felt the heat between my legs, "fuck…" he did this to me.

The memory replays over and over again, how he touched me and put me in submission. Only a few men could put me in submission because I wasn't weak so it surprised me. I even put up a good fight against Ben and he is a big boy, so it was Intriguing. But I was drunk, he better not try me when I'm sober.

I crashed back to my pillow and involuntarily spread my legs. There was a wet patch in the middle of my pants, I hated being this needy, there was no one to help me out. I kicked my shorts off and did the same for my underwear and I ran a finger across my femininity.

I moaned gently, I had no idea the last time I got a good dick, I'd been busy running errands for Daddy and managing the jewelry business I had on the side that was doing well. The pleasure was electrifying and relaxing, and my body was responding with joy, probably thinking it was someone else doing the work.

I huffed and plunged two fingers in, I shivered then went ahead with three, "mhmm…" it was discrete but I loved it, "I'm sure I have a dildo somewhere…" I had forgotten where I kept my toys, I really couldn't remember when last I had sex. It had been ages.

I didn't need lube, it was already dripping so I plunged the fat dildo Into my being and I threw my head back in ecstasy, this was it! This pleasure would distract me from my problems, I moved the dildo faster making my legs tremble uncontrollably.

"I wonder if Zane has a good cock."

It took me a full minute to realize what I had said and I twitched visibly, "the fuck Nevaeh!" I hissed at myself, what the hell was I thinking?! But I won't tell a lie, I found pleasure when he touched me and some part of me wanted to be bent on my daddy's table and fucked senseless only and have my dad walk in and smile at his daughter in shame.

I was shameless but only with the right person. I could call my boys and we could have a gangbang, give Ben a shot at this golden kitty but that would be reckless.

"Ma'am?" His voice broke my concentration and I saw Ben standup at my door, his look was straight despite seeing me in this position,

"And you couldn't knock?" I cocked my head, reaching for my draw to pull out my gun,

"I did ma'am, but you were too busy loving yourself that you didn't hear me." He finally smirked a little and closed the door behind his large frame, "do you need a hand with that?"

"I think your eyes have done enough helping."I put the dildo away before I moved across the room to get into fresh clothes, he eyed my ass as I walked, "you could be dead you know?"

"I know you wouldn't kill me, and this isn't the first time being in this position." He laughed at me, Ben had been with me since we were kids so we were very close to each other. I've walked in on him multiple times and nothing would happen but I knew he was dying to smash.

"You're lucky I love you, you're the next person after daddy…" my tone dipped when I mentioned Daddy,

"I came to talk to you about that Neva." He said my name, which means he wanted to come as a brother. I slipped on some panties and we sat on the bed, "you can't fight Mr. Cole forever."

"I don't want to marry Zane." I retorted.

"I know but he should have a good reason for what he is doing, he might be in more trouble than we think. I would never sell my daughter off unless I had no choice." He hit me in a soft place,

"But he should be able to talk to me! Instead of doing things behind my back, we are a team!" I made a point and that was when Ben took my hands into his,

"Men are stubborn creatures, and the last thing we do is ask for help. I believe you know your father and I well enough." It was all he said and I huffed.

"That's the reason why you would die a decade before I do, proud creature." I moved past him and to the table where I kept my gun, the one daddy gave me, "tell Daddy I agree to this wedding but if Zane makes a wrong move, I would come back home a widow."

"That's the Neva I know." He smiled at me, "and I think I deserve some head as a token of appreciation." He praised himself before I aimed the gun at his head, "I was just joking! I could still help you out, you know." He was still leaving the offer on the table and I just shook my head,

"Ben leave." I was tired of him, he was lucky I loved him.

Daddy was extremely happy to hear that I agreed, but I was not showing any signs of emotions, it didn't bother him knowing I would get over it eventually. Zane didn't miss the opportunity to taunt me but I paid no attention to him, I just wanted Daddy happy.

We got married and it was a small but expensive wedding and I was taken to his house with fleets of cars, jewelry, and so much money. I was a bride sold to a mafia.

As I expected, Zane's house was not short of his status, it was expansive and had everything you could ever think of. I didn't care, I was tired and my wedding dress was becoming too heavy to lift, I wanted to wipe the makeup off my face and get on with the ceremonial wedding night before I found a way to get back at him for everything he had taken away from me.

He led me to his room, it was pretty silent too. Guess we were comfortable with the silence, I had nothing to say to him but when he opened the door to reveal the lavished bedroom, he decided to speak,

"Nevaeh Ash, I like the ring to it." It was the first thing he said since we began the drive to his home, I responded with silence and dropped to his bed in exhaustion. He closed the door behind him and locked it. I guess it was time, "did I tell you how beautiful you look?" He tried to compliment me but I responded with silence once again, "will you not answer your new husband?"

"What do you want from me Zane? You have already ruined my life so what else?" I snapped at him.

"Tame your tongue or I'll do it for you," he brought out his gun, fuck, and I was unarmed, "don't worry I won't shoot you." He cackled devilishly at my expense and I said nothing.

I began to remove my dress and I crossed the distance between him and the mirror so I could see myself clearly, "I'm not afraid of you." I let him know that.

"Neither am I." He smirked as he took off his clothes, it made my heart beat faster, "are you sure you're not afraid?" He whispered into my ears but I was unmoved till he held the zip of my dress, "Nevaeh Ash, my new wife, I'll give you the rules." He pulled the zipper down and the dress became freer, "I don't love you or care for you, you're nothing but an item in exchange, for a favor I gave your father." And he peeled the dress off my skin slowly, revealing me in lingerie.

I could see a wicked smile on his face, I would hate my father for this, for my entire life.

"You're my new item, my new plaything, I bought you," he slithered his hand around my neck and I tensed before he placed a kiss on my shoulder, "and you are worth three-quarter a billion dollars." My eyes widened hysterically.

Father sold me for that much?!

"You're surprised? Do you doubt your own worth?" He teased me again before pulling me closer to his half-nude body, close enough so he could whisper into my ears, "you're nothing but a trophy wife, and do you know what a good trophy wife does?" His free hand slithered to my left breast to pull the slightly erect nipple through the thin linen of my bra.

I tiny moan escaped me but it was loud enough for him to hear,

"A trophy wife would always, please. Her. Husband." He twisted my small organ and a louder moan escaped me which satisfied his unending ego, "good girl. You can have anything, you own anything I have but you need to be submissive, if you try any funny business, I wouldn't hesitate to send your dead body back to your father and burn down everything he has built, understood?" He pinched my nipple so hard it was hurting.

"Understood." I croaked, making sure to hide my tears, I didn't want to be weak, at least not in front of him. And as a reward for my submission, he placed kisses on my neck.

"I would love to spend the night with you but I have another lady waiting for me, I have to meet her soon." He let me go, taking a handful of my ass, "you be a good girl okay?" He kissed my neck again and grabbed a shirt, wearing it loosely before leaving me alone in his room.

I collapsed to the bed, but there were no tears left to cry, Daddy sold me, he sold his life and he is still breathing. I sat there for hours overthinking, what did I do wrong? Why so much hatred that father would agree to sell me for three-quarters a billion dollars?

I thought my value wasn't monetary but with everything that was happening, I was doubting. I remembered laying my head to rest on a pillow before everything turned black.

Chapter 5