Chapter 2 New World
The word "Little Cunt" replayed in my head like a broken tape. I stared in disbelief, I parted my lips to speak, but nothing came out, my throat felt like it was patched with sand. I bit my lower lip in anger.
One of the men walked closer to me. He squatted in front of me, he stared at me with disgust, like I was below him, and I was nothing but trash.
A sharp pain surged from my jaw to my skull, as he held my jaw firmly. I tried to push him away, but no matter how much I tried, he wouldn’t budge.
’Am I that weak? Or is he very strong?’ I whimpered in pain.
"Do you think we have the time to entertain your misbehaviour?" He yanked me to my feet.
Tears threatened to spill from my eyes, but I won’t cry in front of them. Before I could gain my footing, he pushed me forward, I stumbled, almost falling. My body cried in protest, my feet wobbled against the cold floor.
I glared at the man so hard that my eyes hurt. Even if I fell into their hands, they still had to treat me with respect. I’m the heiress of the largest conglomerate in the country.
"Don’t push me around. Tell your boss that I want to talk to him," I snapped at him. But he looked taken aback by my sudden words, or is it because of my demeanour?
The man exchanged glances with the other man, before they burst out in a fit of laughter, as if they had just heard the funniest joke in the world.