Claudia POV
I could feel my heart dropping when I listened to Clarissa just now.
"W-what?" I asked while looking at her.
"Didn't I make myself clear? Or maybe you got some semen clogging your ears after getting so many clients?" Clarissa grinned maliciously while pointing at her stiletto again. "Put your head on the ground and let me kick your head, just like the good old days at home."
"You—"
"Do it or I'll kill this little shit, Claudia," Clarissa commanded. The way she grinned maliciously and how she looked down on me reminded me of the 'ceremony' I had to go through almost every night as a child.
I was forced to lie flat on the floor and allow her to kick me in the face. Sometimes my dad and stepmother were present when she did that heinous thing to me, but the only thing that my stepmother said was:
'Not too hard. You can't leave a scar on her face, or else everyone will know and they'll think of you as a bad girl, Clarissa.'
