Chapter 2 Self-made Trap!

• Grace's pov
• I still can't forget the night, when my doom knocked on our door.
• I was happy that day because I finally completed my studies in accountancy and I was very excited to enter in corporate world. I wanted to learn and explore the opportunities.
• I went home to tell this to my father. I had no idea if he was going to be happy or not. After my mother's death he has became a lost man. It's been 5 years and he is still in Grief. I always tried to understand him and tried to give him emotional support but it didn't work. Still I can't abandon him because he adopted me when I needed family. Yes, i am adopted. How can I leave him when he is the one who has given me this life. I can't be ungrateful to him. He is my father and I love him.
• We shifted to Italy so it can help him to heal from his grief, I could see his health going downward day by day. Managing in new country wasn't easy but I did it for him. He has cousins in Italy and they helped us to settle down. Only if I have known, i wouldn't have looked at Italy let alone settle here.
• When I reached home I saw him sitting on the sofa with serious expressions. He looked scared, he was sweating and trembling.
• "Dad what happened?"
• I asked. My happiness was long forgotten when I saw his state.
• "Grace, you need to leave..."
• He suddenly said.
• "Leave this house... Go somewhere, anywhere!.... and don't come back..."
• My heart broke listening his words, i thought he is abandoning me.
• "Dad, Don't you love me anymore?"
• I asked in broken voice.
• He looked at me sadly.
• "No dear... I love you, I love you more than myself but right now I am in a big problem. I can't put you in a danger... Leave Grace."
• I should have listen to him but i didn't and it was biggest mistake of my life.
• "No dad, i won't leave you... How can I run when you are in problem... You look so scared, what's going on dad?"
• I tried to ask but suddenly door of our house got slammed open.
• Dad stepped back scared as few men barged in. They were looking like goons.
• "Rafael, he is here"
• One man yelled and another man entered the house like he owns it.
• Rafael was a tall but quite lean bodied man, he had long black hair upto his shoulders. He was quite good looking among all his men.
• "You shouldn't have run, Stuart. You fucked up really bad..."
• Rafael mocked.
• "Rafael, i just need few more days... I'll pay you back..."
• Dad pleaded and I was looking at them confused.
• "Sorry man... Chief has ordered us to take care of you, now no one can save you."
• Rafael said.
• "I have to kill you"
• "Excuse me"
• I gasped at his words.
• "Who are you and why are you threatening my father like this?"
• I asked confused.
• Rafael looked at me like he just noticed me and raised his thick black eyebrows. His eyes lingered on me before he spoke.
• "Darling, your father has borrowed money from me and he is not ready to pay back... And that's why I am here to kill him."
• He said like he is telling me about weather.
• "Can we please talk rationally about it... Please."
• I requested. He seemed dangerous so I decided to handle with care but in reality i was digging my own grave.
• Rafael Groaned annoyingly.
• "Sit"
• He ordered making me look at him hesitantly.
• "Don't be shy, sit down. It's your own house..."
• He mocked and his men laughed at me.
• I sat down beside my father who was looking terrified.
• "How much money he has taken from you... I can pay you back"
• I said and another wave of laughter spread in the house.
• Rafael himself chuckled.
• "Babygirl, even if you sell your beautiful body, you can't pay this loan..."
• He stated.
• "Your father has fucked up very badly... he has taken money with 10% interest and now he has to give me one million..."
• My mouth literally dropped on the floor when I heard his words.
• "One million"
• I said in disbelief.
• "Dad why you need so much money? What did you do with that?"
• I asked in disbelief but I got just guilty look.
• "He did gambling and drugs... Looks like you doesn't know that your father is wasted. He is a drug addict."
• Rafael said.
• "Dad why?"
• I looked at him heartbroken. I couldn't understand what made him take those extreme decisions.
• "I am sorry"
• He mumbled. I wanted to scream at him but that wasn't the right time. I had to do something to save both of us.
• "Please sir, give me some time. I'll definitely pay you back"
• I had no idea how I was going to do that but still I promised.
• Rafael didn't believe me.
• "You can't"
• He stated firmly.
• "Anyway you won't get anything after killing us. Then why not give us a chance... I have recently completed my studies, i will soon join the job. Please give me some time."
• I pleaded.
• Rafael sighed.
• "Why don't you understand girl, with 10% interest you can't pay it like this... It will keep increasing... And I am not the boss, i am just following his orders... Trust me if boss was here, you two would have been dead by now."
• He Scolded.
• "Sir please, i know my father has made mistake but he is not well... Please give me one chance..."
• I wasn't ready to loose hope.
• Rafael rubbed his forehead and looked at his man. One man came forward and whispered something in his ear.
• "You are accountant?!"
• He asked and i nodded.
• "Fine, let's see if we can do something..."
• He said and handed me one card.
• "Come to this address and meet Mr. Gomez... If you are lucky enough then you might survive, if not then I have to come back."
• "Thank you so much"
• I smiled at him and he looked at me weirdly. Visible blush spread on his cheeks as he looked away.
• "You don't deserve her, Stuart... You destroyed her life."
• Rafael looked at dad hatefully and left our house.
• After that I tried to talk to my father and he apologized for his behavior. I couldn't do anything. I somehow managed to save both of us for that moment but couldn't promise future.
• After that day I stepped in dirt which stained my whole life. No matter what I can't wash it off.
• I snapped out of my thoughts as cab halted in front of my house. I stepped out and rushed towards the washroom.
• Turning on the shower i started cleaning my body furiously till it turns red. No matter how much I try, i can't get rid of his touches.
• Throwing soap on the floor i screamed to let go my frustration. I broke down on the floor. I feel like a whore, who sleeps with stranger for money. I feel dirty when he touches me with no love. I am just an object which satisfy his needs, which he can use whenever and however he wants.
• I don't want this but still I am guilty of enjoying his touch. This is wrong. What makes me more guilty is i enjoy his touch, even when I know that it's bad. It's eating me from inside.
• This might have been easier if I wasn't getting physical satisfaction.
• I never thought life would make me face these kind of things. I just wanted normal life.
• I just hope it ends soon or am I dreaming about impossible thing.