Page 65 of Cryptic Curse

I hold back my scream at the pain, at the invasion.

How can a woman do this to another woman?Especially a woman who’s a doctor?

I don’t know.

Most of my father’s minions are men, but occasionally a woman comes around.I’ve only had to entertain one woman, and she was at least gentle with me.She licked me down there for nearly the whole time we were together, and it actually felt nice, at least compared to what the men did to me.

Dr.Sanchez is not gentle.

She roots around inside my pussy.

When she finally withdraws her hand, she says, “Yes, Señor, I believe she’s pregnant.”

“Very well.You may leave.”

Dr.Sanchez rises, merely nods to my father, and leaves.

Presumably to go wash her hands.

And then maybe to be gunned down in the street.

At least, that’s what I hope happens to her.How can another woman not see the pain and anguish in my eyes, not help me when I’m at my most vulnerable?

Dr.Sanchez certainly isn’t a mother.Of that I’m a hundred percent certain.

“Stand up, Daniela.”

I gulp and obey my father, still naked.I stand in front of him, crossing my arms over my breasts once more.

“So you tried to put another one over on me,” he says.

I burst into tears at that.“Please, Papa.Please don’t take another baby from me.”

My father rises, walks around to me.“I resisted putting you on contraception,” he says, “because my friends and associates like a ripe woman.They’re supposed to wear condoms, of course, but I can see they don’t always obey the rules.”

I simply swallow.

No, theydon’tobey the rules.

Most of them do wear them, but some don’t.Diego Vega doesn’t, and those two Americans—Derek Wolf and Declan McAllister—didn’t.

One of those three is my baby’s father.

But it doesn’t matter.

Because I know what’s coming.

My father advances toward me.First thing he does is punch my jaw so hard I fall to the floor, back on the Turkish rug.

Then he kicks my belly.

I cry out, crumpling into a fetal position, but he straightens me out, bringing his foot down on my abdomen again, again, again.

Until eventually…

Everything goes black.

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