Hearing what Vita said, the thugs' eyes lit up instantly.
They were ready to start and pounced on me like jackals.
I collapsed to the ground, without the strength to resist.
I wanted to shout, but without my tongue and with my mouth full of blood, I couldn't make any sound.
I could only be raped by them.
Although my father was paranoid and imprisoned me there, he never hurt me at all, but instead protected me well.
Even if it was just a minor abrasion, he would be so anxious that he would summon all the authoritative experts to treat me.
Even if I didn't want to call him dad, he never forced me to do so.
He said that one day I would understand his good intentions as a father.
But now, I was drowned under the group of thugs and was helpless.
Helplessness and despair enveloped me.
I couldn't make a sound, and only tears flowed.
"Dad, is that what you want?"
Vita's girlfriends watched the fun and praised Vita,
"Vita, you were born to be a rich girl and are really good at teaching people lessons."
"Yeah, you see, this bitch was stubborn at first, but now she's crying. Ha ha, she will never dare to dream of squeezing into a wealthy family again."