My father used to gamble since I was little and this continued until I grew up and became a woman.

This time my father sat at the table with the most dangerous mafia in the city and lost. He borrowed money to get everything back and he couldn't pay it back.

I had just come home from work, the lights were on and I heard the sound of glasses inside. I thought it was my father inside.

-Daddy I'm back

I walked in and a blond man was sitting on the couch with his legs open, sipping whiskey. He looked at me slowly.

-Welcome my girl