OWNED

Chapter 2 (Amya Quinn)

"Father, please", Amy followed her father around the house begging him to withdraw his decision. "Amya, you are getting on my latest nerves, the decision has been made and we are going forward with it" he snarls. Adam Quinn had arranged for his daughter to marry the one and only Ross Allen. Ross Allen is a handsome young man in Adam's good books. He's a tech billionaire and has a successful company. Adam wanted his daughter to marry someone as powerful and rich as him. She just didn't love him; Adam invited their family over once for dinner. Amy, being a sweet and polite young lady, adored her. Claimed her to be their future daughter-in-law.

"I don't want to marry Ross's father!" She shouted at him, and for the first time, Daddy's little princess raised her voice at him. She had enough of her father controlling her life, he's done it all her life, but the marriage was too far. "I don't care about your reputation or how society sees it! Don't you care just a little bit about my happiness, Father?!" Adam glared into his daughter's eyes before lifting his finger at her face.

"You will marry Ross Allen and that's final. Don't you dare disappoint me, daughter!" They continued barking at each other until Amy shouted her words "I hate you! I wish Mother had been there! She never would have let you do this to me. I bet she's looking down at you right now, disgusted by the man you have become!"

One slap. That's all it took. He slapped his precious daughter's cheek for the first time in his life. Amy held her cheek before meeting her father's gaze with tears in her eyes. "Amya-" Before her father could finish his sentence she ran off. "Amya, get back here!" She ran to her room and slammed her door shut.

After an hour of her crying her eyes out, she got a call from her best friend, Hanna. She picked up the call sniffing.

Hanna: "Hey Chica... Chica? Are you crying?"

Amy: "I don't want to talk about it, Hanna"

Hanna was Amy's only friend. They met at a bar, both heartbroken over a guy, and they have clicked since then. Despite Hanna knowing Amy's chaotic life, she treated her like an average person and not some rich girl who has all the money in the world.

Hanna: "Want to go get smashed tonight? Blow off some steam?"

Amy: "Yes please..."

Hanna: "Great, where are you thinking?'

Amy: "I don't care... somewhere wild.'

Amy is always so sweet and innocent, even if she did like going out and drinking, she never hooked up with anyone. She's still a virgin. They agreed to take a cab and just pick a random club. Once they hang up the phone, Amy walks over to her walk-in closet, trying to figure out what to wear tonight. She eventually picked out a short silky tight red dress with a slit on the side to expose her thigh. She picked out black laced heels to go with them. Once she got ready, she managed to sneak out of the house and met Hanna a few blocks away, taking a cab to the busy city.

The girls chose a club called Starlight. It was one of those clubs for the rich and famous. Hanna knew her drinks, she ordered shots to start with. Amy winced at the sharp taste and the burn as it washed down her throat. Amy was never a fan of vodka, but she didn't care. After a good hour or so, they were wasted.

They were dancing with random guys; one guy wrapped his arms around Amy's waist and offered to take her home. Amy rolls her eyes, instantly pushing him away. She knew better than that. Her bladder was on the urge to blow up. "I'm going to the bathroom, Hanna" Amy yelled so her friend could hear her, as Amya made her way to the bathroom.

Once she was done, she stood in front of the mirror fixing her hair. She looked over to the door opening as Lizabeth walked inside wearing a short, sexy black dress. Amy, having no idea who she was, just gave the bath a soft smile. Beth exchanged the smile back. Beth had to ease into it and make friends with Amya first. Both walked out of the bathroom together after a little warm friendly chat. "Hey. want to meet my friend James?" Amy nodded, and they walked towards the other end of the bar where James stood, in a white shirt. His few buttons were undone, exposing his chest and he wore black trousers underneath. "James, Amya, Amya, James"

James took Amy's hand, kissing it softly as he looked into her bright hazel eyes. Amy felt a little nervous, she looked around for her friend but couldn't find her. "Let me buy you one drink, what do you say?" she nodded. When the drinks arrived, Beth had the duty of distracting Amy while James slipped a pill into her drink. It instantly dissolved. They both felt bad for doing this, but it was the Knights' orders. They had to. 20 minutes later they could tell it was starting to kick in. Amy could barely stand, her body was swaying from side to side and her vision began blurring out.

"Are you alright, doll?'' James asks her. She instantly shook her head. "I don't feel so good..." James wrapped his arm tightly around her waist, holding her. "Let's take you out for some fresh air, babe" Beth added. The three of them walked out of the club, and Amy instantly collapsed in James' arms. He picked her up bridal style as they walked to their car. "I swear if Knights do anything to her" Beth trailed off, James laid her down in the backseat before closing the door. "I won't let that happen."