They made me pour liquor for all those
executives.
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Made me pretend to act all cute to satisfy their perverted desires.
That’s how Mr. Henderson would secure his
deals.
And even my marriage was something they’d worked out together.
On the surface Chad Foster was a dream, but
behind closed doors, he was even more
debauched than any of them.
I was nothing but a trading card, a pawn they
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pushed around to their heart’s content.
Often the pain would jolt me awake in the
middle of the night.
And even when my gut was on the verge of
bleeding through, they’d just give me an
injection and trot me back out to the next
business gathering to play the part of the
charming business gal.
As the school year winded to a close, summer
break rolled around.
And in a rare turn of events, Mom got in
contact with Grandpa to arrange for my pick-
- up.
I knew perfectly well what they were up to, they
were looking to buy a plot of land and seal the
deal with some big shot.
Bringing me back into the picture was just a
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way to accentuate Ashley’s uniqueness and appeal.
They’d pulled the same stunt back in my past
life and only fueled Ashley’s fantasies.
I didn’t want to go back.
But I also dreaded the thought of them
harassing Grandpa on end, so I went along with them.
This executive wasn’t like the others, last life
Mr. Henderson got a case of the small man
syndrome and killed the deal.
And then he blamed me for it.
But at least he wouldn’t hit me since he wanted
to continue using me.
All he did was punish me by cutting me off of
food for days on end because he wanted me to
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keep my figure right and tight.
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Before Mr. Henderson had arranged the meet at
a banquet hall, but today the executive insisted
on meeting them out at the plot of land.
Ashley flaunted around in a mini skirt, the
redness of her skin showing where the bugs
had taken a bite, but she had to keep her smile on for the camera.
The executive had only one question for Mr. Henderson: “So, you’re looking to acquire this land?”
Mr. Henderson gave him a vigorous nod, and the executive followed up by saying, “Do you have any idea what was here before? Do you know the history this soil holds?”
Mr. Henderson and the rest of his crew faltered,
as they scrambled to come up with an answer.
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Then it hit me, Grandpa had told me all these
stories: “My guess is that what once stood here
was a burial ground. And by the looks of it, the
depth of the soil indicates a very long history.”
The executive’s eyes lit up.
“Who told you all of this? Amazing, to think that
a daughter of Mr. Henderson would be so
familiar with all of this. You truly are
knowledgeable.”
That story was one that I lifted directly from
Grandpa’s repertoire and had simply
regurgitated.
Who would’ve thought that I’d get such high
praises?
Mr. Henderson still had no idea what this
executive was up to, and he put Ashley on the
stand.
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“You see Amy spends most of her time out in
the sticks. This is more up Ashley’s alley.”
The executive could now see why Ashley was
dressed the way she was, and it disgusted him.
“I won’t be selling you this land! And I want you
to know that I’m not some degenerate that can
be bought!”
The mood soured and Mr. Henderson took us
back home.
Ashley was bawling her eyes out.
“Had Amy the temptress not been there,
everything would have been perfect. She’s here
to make my life miserable!”
Mom chimed in, backing her up.
“Should have just left her in the countryside.
Nothing but trouble since she got back ”
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Nothing but trouble since she got back.”
Mr. Henderson was looking for an outlet for his
rage, and swung his hand at me.
Then he pulled out his belt and started whipping
- me.
“You goddamn hex!”
It hurt like hell.
As soon as I tried to fight back, he hit me even
harder.
“Am I going to die here today…?”
In my dazed state, I seemed to have caught a
glimpse of a tall, lean figure.
“Am I tripping now…?”
“Why the hell does that look like my stuck up
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old geezer!?”
Chapter 2
I woke up in a fancy hospital room, surrounded
by nurses.
“Am I in heaven? So many angels?” I croaked.
I was wrapped in bandages.
