Your mother and step father broke up, when you were little she'd always hit you, so you choose to stay with your step dad, well..or maybe just because he's rich.

Right now you were shopping, Hector found a very pretty dress and he, of course wanted you to go try it on, you weren't really the dress person, you felt more comfortable with pants on, he didn't knew though. The dress was long, going down to the floor, the dress was a dark blue, pretty color, yeah but it had a high split..something you didn't liked..

"Can I maybe try something diffrent on?..I don't really like dresses.." You asked, looking down at the floor.

"Please? For me, I'd love to see you in such a pretty dress." He answerd, still holding the dress out for you.

"But the price-" You wanted to say, though he cut you off.

"I don't care about the price, darling. Please just put it on." He begged.