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bruise appearing on the right side of her face.
    “Vito, don’t kill him yet.” I turned to my girl and asked, “You want to press charges against your dad, baby?”
    She was crying, the tears coming out hard. Mrs. McLaren just stood there cowering in the corner and letting this happen. I had a fucking feeling this wasn’t the first time he put his hands on her, but it sure as hell was his last.
    “Dr. Jones, we are leaving. Get what you need for her to be released, and I’ll handle the bill. Chief, you may be known as clean, but it’s clear that you are a ruthless-ass bastard. You better stay away from her.” I turned back to Amber after giving my warning. I looked into her beautiful eyes and asked, “Amoré, are you okay? I knew I should have just called a private physician.” My regret laced my words.  I sat on the edge of the bed and tucked her hand into mine.
    Vito let her lousy father stand back up as he holstered his piece. The jackass turned to the doctors and had the nerve try to defend himself. He was beyond pathetic, and his words were more so. “You don’t believe that I would hit my daughter who has been brutalized by this thug and his men, do you?”
    I looked at the doctor and his staff to see if they would buy the bullshit he was selling. The doctor couldn’t figure out which way to run. You had the law on one side, and on the other you had me; a tough choice.
    It was the sassy nurse who spoke up. “We don’t need to take anyone’s word for it. The large bruising that’s now forming on her cheek is enough to know.” The two nurses slapped hands. The chief grabbed his wife’s hand, pushed past the nurses, and turning to us he said, “This is not over, Rossi.”
    The doctor and nurses started to look at Amber to make sure he had not hurt her more. The doctor reassured me that she was going to be fine. “Mr. Rossi, there seems to be no more than a light bruising. She can be released, but she will still need around-the-clock monitoring for the next twenty-four hours.”
    “That can be done,” I stated as I caressed her hair. I’d get my personal physician to look at her. All I could think of was getting her home and safely tucked in our bed.

Chapter 2
    It had been one hell of a night, and it was only just beginning. Technically, it was already the next day at some ungodly hour of the morning. Hell, it was still dark out. I was here in this mansion on the outskirts of town with a bunch of men protecting the outside walls. Who lived like this besides the queen and the president?
    My plans had been to go on a date with the hottest and most popular guy in school. Freddy Grimes was the exact opposite of me—well, almost. I might not have been a popular girl, but I did have friends. I was super plain, and he was the captain of the football team. I didn’t have nice clothes and makeup because my father didn’t want me acting like as he called it, “A whore.” Since I never wore it, I didn’t know what Freddy saw in me. He claimed it was because I had natural beauty.
    My friends let me borrow a cute black skirt and pink top with some makeup. I felt so pretty after I got ready and was grateful that my dad had been working. I might have been old enough to date whoever I wanted, but he still held tight reins on me. My dad didn’t let me get a job, so I had no money of my own. I would soon, though. My friend offered me a place to stay so that I could get a job and go to college.
    When Freddy picked me up, I felt butterflies. This was my first real date and so far, it was perfect. We had dinner at a very expensive restaurant. It wasn’t any place I’d been before because my father was too cheap to take me or my mom out anywhere nice. It was such a treat that I wondered if this was just the start of something amazing. There were actually no prices on the menu, so I didn’t know how he could afford it, but I didn’t ask questions. Maybe his parents had money since he was too busy on the