My Fake Sister Sold Me To The Don — Not Knowing I'm His WifeChapter 3
Chapter 3 runs about 1,146 characters and is the last of the 3 opening chapters catalogued on this site; chapter 4 continues in the official app.
Yara waves at the second car behind us. Four of Chad's friends pile out. Sleazy grins. Cracking knuckles.
Chad plants a foot on my back. Looks down at me.
"Listen up, Estella. You be good today, or I swear to God..."
Teaching me manners? On my own property?
I sink my teeth into his calf.
I dust myself off. Roll my wrist. Stand up.
"So. You want to go?"
One of his boys laughs and steps in. "Feisty. I like feisty. Makes it more fun."
Chad grabs his leg. Then he swings back and smacks me across the face.
Trash. All of them.
I kick him straight in the crotch.
He drops.
Yara screams. "GET HER! HOLD HER DOWN!"
They pile on. I'm pinned in seconds. Can't move an inch.
Chad drags himself up, panting, and stomps on my head.
"You ungrateful piece of trash! Who do you think you are?!"
Yara comes flying over. "You bitch! You hurt my Chaddy!"
She pulls a switchblade from her purse and points it at my cheek.
"Sis, your face is way too pretty. What if you actually catch the Don's eye and forget your job?"
"So. Let's help you remember. Let's remind you what you actually are."
The blade opens my cheek.
"Sis. Don't you think 'whore' would look cute carved right here?"