Chapter 3 Oscar.

Amira got it worse for sure. Her stepmother has this insane idea, seeing Amira as competition or something she's better off than her. She would, for example, tell her to cook dinner and then walk into the kitchen and ask her if she thought she was better than she or if She think she can make a good meal for her husband better than her, then remind her, she's nothing but a useless waste of a child and nothing good gonna comes out from her, and then walk out of the kitchen repulsing.

Mr. Ben was extremely controlling and a narcissist as well, but he never terrified Amira as her stepmother did. Mr. Been only get mad when Sara feeds him with lies and pretend just to make him grow hatred of his daughter and make her suffer because of her jealousy of not being able to conceive after 8 years of marriage.

Amira could actually go to her father with a problem, and he scarcely said anything soul withering to her face not to give in.

Nevertheless, his controlling ways, coupled with a lifetime of poor decisions make Sara, his wife control him inexplicably.

Over the past year Sara, constant abuse has escalated to the point that every so often she literally threatens Amira's life. that she would cut her into pieces and dump her body, and that her father would help. Why? Because she didn't do something fast enough. This is not the first time Is has happened.

She was sitting alone thinking about her late mother and the difficulties she was facing in her father's house.

The night was dark and chilling, the wind was Howling blowing up everything that comes it's way while thunder rumbled, indicating that it could rain any moment soon and Amira quickly ran inside. Sara was asleep and Mr. Ben Amira's father was sitting on the balcony enjoying the night as the breeze was Howling blowing.

Amira couldn't sleep. It was so disturbing that she summon the courage to confront her father about why such escalations are happening to her in thy house. She grumble in her little bed, but she wasted no time because that was the best chance for her to talk to her father since Sara was asleep.

"Dad, please can I have a moment with you?" Amira asked.

"Okay," Mr. Ben retorted.

Amira sighs not knowing what to say or how to begin.

"Dad, mom hatred of me is escalating every day. I don't feel safe any more daddy." She said.

"Your stepmom didn't hate you Amira, but your wrongdoings in the house, that's the reason for her constant abuse of you." Mr. Ben was gullible defending his abusive wife and not paying attention to what Amira was complaining about.

"No Sir, I did everything she'd asked from me perfectly. But despite my relentless effort in thy house, she sees no reason but abuses me. The other day, she threatened to cut me into pieces and dump my body in the trash, and she said you would help in doing so. Am terrified." Amira complains with dismay, not feeling any safer in her father's house.

"Dad, if she's having some sort of mental health issue that had made her prone to fits of violence and if you could intervene to protect me because I don't feel safe anymore." She announced.

Mr. Ben sighed gloaming and his eye turns red

"Not my problem, you'd go to the police if you want. I don't care." He said abruptly with a wicked smirk on his face as if he was been remote.

Amira was so terrified to hear her father not been concerned about her well-been. She wonders if Mr. Ben was really her biological father. She sobbed and tears start rolling down her eyes.

And she plans to run out of the house. But despite the ups and down. The hatred and suffering, Amira still loves her father as the only family she gats.

Amira had grown to be a beautiful and intelligent girl and she was courageous, never giving in to her stepmother's abusive words and bullying.

Freya is the only friend of Amira. They study together, as a best friend. Sometimes when Sara Amira's stepmom refused to give her food. Freya is always at the point of her needs. They grew up together and became best of friends. But Freya traveled after her graduation and Amira was alone facing challenges every day of her life.

'Am very hungry and today is my 19 birthday.' Amira thought to herself, as she was hungry on her 19 birthday. She has no money. No boyfriend and there's no one to take her out or buy her birthday gift on her 19th birthday, but she wasn't surprised as she never celebrated any of her birthdays over the years.

The only thing she was thinking for the moment, is how to get a Pizza to heal her hungry stomach because Sara had refused to give her food, just because she came back late from the grocery store Sara sent her to buy toiletries for her.

With her stomach hurting unbearable, Amira slowly limped into the streets. She looked like a mess and her stomach ached so badly that she didn't know what to do. Her stomach was grumbling persistently and she walk to a nearby store to buy pizza.

She'd entered the store hoping to buy Pizza. Immediately after she stepped in, all the guys in the store turned their faces and looked at her. She was very beautiful despite the trauma encircling her, her beauty is unprecedented.

It was unusual to find a woman at the store at that ungodly hour. She was hungry as she needed the Pizza. The guy behind the counter said, "There's no pizza but if you want a sandwich, you'll get it." She then checked the money in her pocket and she couldn't buy a Sandwich. "I don't have enough for a Sandwich. I'll go and come back later." She said.

A young man was closer to the counter so he heard the exchange between them. Just when she was about to leave Oscar, the young man told the guy "Give it to her. Add it to my tab." He said abruptly. And Amira turned to look at him. He looked familiar to her, a guy who has his roots in the corners of the neighborhood.

"Thanks, dude. I'll give you the money when I see you around tomorrow." She said.

Oscar was in the midst of his gang in the store so she couldn't say a lot.

And He nodded his head calmly and she left. Just when she stepped outside, she heard someone hissing at her. And when she turned it was Oscar.

"You know you don't have to pay me, right? I don't mind. Just give me your number." That's how it all started.

Oscar was perfect in every way conceivable. Amira was so happy to have someone who care for her well-being for the first time, as they do call each other countless times daily, and hang out during the weekend.

"Baby, one day, I'm going to put my mark right about here. I can't wait to sink my teeth into this flawless skin of yours. Do you taste as sweet as you look? As sweet as your scent? I hope you do." He whispered against her parted lips.

He then flicked his tongue out, just barely grazing the corner of her mouth, making her scream internally and beg for more as she never felt like that in her entire life.

Having Oscar so intimate was intoxicating to Amira, and her brain was clouded in a blur. She reached up and ran her fingers through Oscar's hair as she has never done that before. She was enjoyable caressing and gently tugging her arms on his chest, making a sexy growl rumble in his chest. She has never done anything like that in her life, as she was happy and ready to play.

This man was everything to Amira. Taking care of her well-being and making her better off.

'How did I get so lucky to have him?' She thought to herself while her fingers were on his chest.

Oscar's long and flexible fingers began to fumble over the bottom of Amira's dress. And she'd cursed herself for dressing like a street ga, but Amira was ready as she never had sex even at 19. She was putting on a mini skirt that looks so enchanting.

'What is wrong with this outfit anyway? I'd never in my life seen it before, but that doesn't matter. I'd tear the thing to shreds if it means getting Oscar's body closer to mine.' She thought to herself abruptly as series of contemplation was wobbling in her head.

After what seemed like an eternity. Oscar finally freed the final button, and pushed the fabric back, exposing her shoulder.

"You're so beautiful baby, am happy you're mine. I promised to be as gentle as I can." He whispered into her ears as he seductively kissed her bare skin. And lowered her down to the bed, and he leaned over her for a kiss.

Amira's heart clapped frightened and her lovely face was replaced with a blinding light.

Immediately, he rolled his arms around her and pulled her closer to his comfort. He tucked his fingers beneath her coolness, it was wet already, and her face move up to his level. Oscar jabbed his lips unto her, and she held on to it and Oscar start smooching her gently, and Amira became frantic while her lips still pressed on Oscar's mouth.

Oscar's touch was soothing and sweet like a honeycomb and it made Amira desperate and he kissed the life out of her. And she was screaming and moaning yap instead of yes. Just in a fraction of second, a knock came harder on the door. It was Freya, Amira's friend.

"Oh my gosh. Freya, are you back?" She ask excitedly, but Oscar wasn't too happy from the distraction.

Oscar proposed to Amira abruptly after being together for some weeks. A week after she accepted his proposal not because he was perfect in every way imaginable, but because she feel safe and loved from Oscar

She had no choice because of the suffering and the constant abuse she received from her stepmother while in her father's house. She just wants to be happy like everyone else. And she believes Oscar is the right man for her., and gave her heart wholly to him.