"Huitaca!" his voice boomed throughout the corridor as he chased after her, trying to catch up with her long strides as she walked away from him. "Huitaca I am speaking to you,"
"I don't give a care." She snapped as she continued her steps, trying to get away from him but what was the use as they lived in one house and the house wasn't even big enough to even dodge him.
"I am your father, you will listen to me!" he snapped, "I know you don't like this but this is needed for this family to survive, for your sister to study!"
"And what about me! Do you not see my face and the bruises from all the fighting and training, from running drugs at different mafia houses and back. Coming back here and dropping every single penny I earn! Where do I benefit from marrying a mafia lord on the other side of the damn country, the damn state!" she snapped,
"I know you want the same equal opportunities as your sister but remember she is only fragile!"
