Chapter 1
Iggy Rey's POV
Sitting in front of the mirror, I stare at myself. Another night for unnecessary makeup, stupid jewelry and ridiculously expensive outfit.
I have never been one to like extravagance and fancy shits, but my dad, He's always involved in them and I don't know why he likes getting me involved too.
The door opens and he stood there looking so godlike and exuding a terrifying aura, well, to others though "Done?" He asked me staring at me like he always does when ever I get my make up done. "Almost" I reply.
"Dad where are we going... You only said it was important" Dave Rey, the Don of the Spanish mafia. A very dangerous and ruthless figure... Well, to the world he is... But to me, he's the best dad ever.
He smiles and says it was a surprise.
Half an hour later… I was looking at my finished make-up in the mirror… yeah I'm hot as hell.
I go downstairs to my dad “Hey dad I'm done”
He glances at me “And you look gorgeous baby”
“Awwn thanks dad” I smile and look around “where's Debrah”
My dad scowled “Iggy, your sister is becoming a handful… I'll personally punish her if she fucks up one more time”
I shake my head “what did she do this time”
My dad's voice drop coldly “She invited one of her man whores into the house”
My eyes widen “what the fuck”
My dad waves his hand dismissing the topic “let's go we're gonna be late” he said walking towards the door and I trail behind curiously
“Late for what” I asked for the hundredth time.
He chuckled “you'll see”.
We board our Maybach and after an hour, we arrived at a bidding venue and I turn to face my dad.
“What are we doing here dad”
He ignored my question and hopped out of the car making me frown “Dad, what are we doing here” I ask again with a hint of frustration.
He stroll into the place through the back door and I follow suit.
There were huge men in black suit… they looked like guards to a billionaire. My dad spoke to one of them and we sat down waiting for God knows who.
“Mr Rey” An Asian man called my dad and handed a file to him. My dad looked at me for a while before signing it. I squint in confusion “Dad what is going on”
He ignores me and turns to the man… “Take care of her”
“Dad what the fuck is going on”
My dad glances at me and left. I stand up to follow him but I was pinned down by some of those guards making me grit my teeth in anger
“Hey let me go… do you even know who I am… my dad is a dangerous man and he doesn't joke with me okay”
The Asian man glanced at me “I'm not so sure about that … you see miss Rey, your dad just used you to pay the debt he's owing my boss”
I froze. No way!! Dad won't do that to me… right? He wouldn't do that. My head spins as I remember when he told them to take care of me. The Asian man spoke again “Don't worry unlike your dad our boss won't sell you”
Anger surged through my body “And who the fuck is your boss”
The Asian man smirks “You'll see” He orders the guards to lead me to the back where a rolls Royce is waiting and I was thrown into the back seat.
My head hurts. I feel dizzy. I squeeze my eyes shut as I try to stop the ringing in my head. After a few minutes I was finally okay enough to look around. It was actually a tidied up room that is beautiful… surprisingly. I look around and spotted a bathroom door and I already know it's a master's bedroom. I try to recall what happened and I flare up and immediately ran to the door to open it.
I knock on the Door “Hey let me out. This is kidnapping” I bang louder “I'll sue your ass immediately I come out I swear it” I continue banging on the door till I eventually got tired.
I walked towards the other door in the room and it was a closet with different ladies wear… which were surprisingly my sizes. I found underwears and heels even makeup kits and skin and hair care products. I grab some clothes and a pair of shoes and went to freshen up in the bathroom. I opened the bathroom door only to be bewildered. There's a bathtub in there.
I glance at the mirror and I catch my face. My make up was smudged on my face but my hair still looked okay. The dress was still okay but looking at myself only made me remember my dad. I still couldn't believe what that man said. He's my dad he wouldn't do such a thing. He raised Debrah and I singlehandedly since our mom died when we we're kids. I try not to think about it and proceeded to freshen up. I changed into the denim bum short and big light Polo. I wore the socks and the white shoes. Looking at myself in the mirror I couldn't help but smirk a little. The bum Short accentuated my huge butt. Yes I have quite an ass. My boobs, not so big but definitely not small. No my stomach was not all that flat but I was still sexy as fuck. I tied my hair to a ponytail and exited the closet. I walk back into the room to see the Asian man in my room.
“Come downstairs for dinner” He said simply but I didn't miss the fact that he checked me out.
“Fuck off with your food Mr… whatever your name is” I spat
“Its Mr Hong, Park Hong”
I shrugged “whatever “
He frowned “Miss Rey I'm going to need you to please follow me to the dinning room. We must not keep the boss waiting”
At the mention of his boss, unexplainable anger surged through my chest and I nod to Park. I really wanna see the face of this ugly old fool.
We stepped outside the room and I couldn't help but be Marveled. The staircase had this old money antique vibe and it was pindrop silent. We got to the dinning and was ready to lash out on the old fool but it was him.
