Chapter 13 : A TOY FOR MEN
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Lilian’s POV
I knew something huge was coming, but I didn’t know what it was.
I could still remember the way my stepmother, stepsister, and father looked at me like I was some kind of trash.
I could already imagine how people would hate me even more now.
A bastard will always be a bastard.
No wonder she had a one-night stand too. She was born from one.
I didn’t even need to see the comments to know they were insulting me already.
Now all the burden was on me.
Mommy… please help your daughter.
How am I supposed to fight this?
How am I supposed to survive this shame… this pain sitting heavily inside my chest, making my breathing uneven?
How do I clear your name again?
How do I ask for your forgiveness?
I prayed silently to the Moon Goddess for help.
And I also needed to explain everything to Alpha Darian so he wouldn’t send me away too.
Right now, he was the only person I could depend on.
I looked at the untouched food in front of me.
Pasta spaghetti with chicken.
Who would even think about eating in this kind of situation?
What if they drugged it?
Even if they didn’t, how could I eat food from my enemies?
It was better to ignore it.
I looked away, but unfortunately, my stomach didn’t.
A low hollow growl escaped from it, making my stomach tighten painfully.
I hadn’t eaten since yesterday.
Without thinking too much about it, I picked up the fork and started eating.
At least if I wanted to survive today… I needed strength.
After I finished eating, I walked toward the door and knocked.
No response.
I knocked again.
Still nothing.
I needed to get out of here.
I had to explain things to Damian. I had to start thinking of how to fix everything before it became worse.
This time, I knocked harder.
“Anyone there?” I shouted as loudly as I could.
“Yeah, who’s that dog barking?”
Andy appeared.
Dog?
Barking?
Me?
A situation can make even an ant insult you.
I remembered how desperate he used to be in school.
How he praised me like I hung the moon.
The gifts he kept trying to give me.
But I ended up choosing Taryn instead… the bastard who charmed me with his smile, not knowing there was a devil hiding behind it.
“What’s wrong with you?” Andy asked lazily. “Why are you disturbing everyone?”
“Sorry about that, but I need to leave now. I have things to sort out, Andy.”
“Oh really?”
“Yeah.”
“Okay then. You can go.”
He opened the door.
“Oh… thank you.”
If I had known what was waiting outside, I would never have thanked him.
The moment I stepped out of the room, two wolves stood in front of me.
Growling.
Their sharp teeth glistened dangerously while their eyes locked onto me like I was prey.
Fear rushed through my body instantly.
I slowly stepped back, trying to calm myself.
Maybe if I moved carefully, they wouldn’t attack.
But before I could do anything, Andy smirked.
“Go.”
The wolves charged at me immediately.
A scream escaped my mouth as I ran back inside the room.
I nearly lost my balance trying to escape them.
I slammed the door shut and pressed my back against it, breathing heavily.
The same room I was desperate to leave had suddenly become the only safe place.
“Did you enjoy that, Ana?” Andy asked with a smile.
Anger burned through me instantly.
I folded my arms tightly.
“This is funny to you, right?” I asked, glaring at him.
“Hm. It is,” he answered casually. “Watching you tremble is actually entertaining.”
“What? You could’ve just come directly to me instead of using wolves. Or are you still the same loser who can’t do anything right?”
His expression hardened instantly.
“I still remember how badly you lost back then,” I continued. “The only thing you ever succeeded at was because of my help.”
The warmth disappeared completely from his face.
Without another word, he pulled out his phone and dialed a number.
“Liliana is ready.”
Ready?
Ready for what?
A cold feeling spread through my body.
“Hey… what do you mean I’m ready? Ready for what?”
He looked at me and smirked.
“Are you scared? I thought fearless Ana wouldn’t be.”
“I-I’m not scared,” I lied quickly. “I’m just asking, okay?”
“Good,” he said slowly. “Because very soon… you will be.”
A few minutes later, some maids entered the room, followed by my stepsister, stepmother, and father.
“Wear this, Ana,” my stepsister said, pointing at the clothes.
“Why should I wear it?”
“Guess your mother never taught you not to question your elders,” my stepmother mocked.
“Your elders?” I scoffed bitterly. “I’m older than her. Don’t forget that.”
“We know,” my father said coldly. “But she’s speaking on my behalf. Which means you’ll do exactly as she says.”
He pointed at the clothes.
“Now wear it and get ready. This is the final phase.”
“But—”
“But what, Ana?” he snapped. “Have you paid the money you owe me?”
“I will pay it,” I said quickly. “Please just give me time, Father.”
“There’s no need for that anymore,” he replied calmly.
“I already found work for you.”
A bad feeling settled heavily inside my chest.
“You’ll start working in a club as a stripper. Your monthly earnings should cover half your debt.”
My heart stopped for a second.
“But if you use your body properly…” he continued with disgustingly calm eyes, “and satisfy men well enough, you might finish paying everything in just one month.”
Pain exploded inside my chest.
My breathing turned uneven while anger and humiliation crashed into me at once.
“What… what do you mean, Dad?”
“Wow, you’re so slow, sis,” my stepsister laughed.
“Let me explain it better.”
She walked toward me slowly until she stood behind me.
Then she leaned close to my ear, her hands resting on my shoulders.
“You’re going to become a s*x toy, Liliana.”
My body froze completely.
Fear crawled into every part of me.
My fists clenched painfully while my nails dug into my palms.
“What did you just say?”
“s*x toy,” she repeated.
Then she laughed again.
“Or maybe you didn’t hear me properly. I said s*x toys. You’ll become s*x toys.”
Her laughter echoed loudly inside my head.
Then the others joined her.
My father.
My stepmother.
Andy.
They were all laughing while I stood there shaking.
Sweat covered my skin while my breathing shattered apart.
My own father wanted this for me?
Just because of money?
“Father…” I finally whispered.
The room fell silent.
“Do you really want this for me?” My voice cracked painfully. “Are you truly okay with your daughter becoming a s*x toy?”
“There’s nothing I can do,” he replied carelessly.
“Besides…” he added with a cruel smile, “you already have that kind of name anyway.”
Another round of laughter filled the room.
And another piece of my heart broke with it.
Why?
Why did my own father see me this way?
Why
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