Graciela’s POV
My breathing is ragged, and tears are rolling down my face as the brute that Joseph has offered me to, runs his lecherous gaze over my body. His buckle is undone and he's walking around me, studying me like some delicacy he wants to taste.
‘Don’t do this Joseph, I’ll get your money’ my dad is begging, but his voice sounds like it’s miles away, a bare whisper, every atom of my body is zoned in on the predator stalking around me.
As he reaches a hand out to grip one of the tendrils of my hair, a loud bang erupts behind me and suddenly I’m choking as my vision is blocked by smoke.
‘Ambush!’ someone yells before all hell breaks loose and I’m thrashing in my chair, trying to rip the bolts out of the ground as gun shots ring around me. I have no idea what is happening and from
