TW: Child abuse, sexual assault, human trafficking, murder, emotional damage

Alyssa

"Aly, Logan...stay in my office. You know the drill. Don't come out until one of us says so," Daddy orders.

"Okay, Daddy." I spin around in his big chair, the leather all soft and smooth under my fingers.

"Fine. Whatever," Logan mumbles as Daddy closes the door. Rolling his eyes, he slumps into the chair across from me.

Logan's kind of my friend. He comes to the clubhouse ...