/-Octavia-/The coffee shop was the only thing of value I possessed. The light in my miserable, dark world.You'd think six years of stripping and doing his dirty work would have been enough to pay for my father's death, but he told me to my face that even if I worked for the next hundred years, I would only be able to pay half of it. An amount he had yet to mention to me. He gave me a little change here and there from the night's work, and I saved everything up to open this little, beautiful shop. When Axel found out about it, he laughed, of course, asking if I planned to clear my father's debt from the earnings of a coffee shop. The words hurt my feelings, but I was already used to him putting me down at every slight opportunity. I was already resigned to my fate of belonging to him forever. There was nothing I could do to change it, no matter how many men I slept with or how many bags of cocaine I transported. I opened the coffee shop with a bright smile on my face. This plac
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