My Tool For Revenge

Gianna's POV

"WHY are you so head hardened you this gullible child?", Aunt Christa yelled landing a very devastating slap on my cheeks and making them burn, I was even sure they turned red.

"I'm sorry, but I beg of you don't sell me out like the others, remember I'm your family right?", I cried, my teary eyelids flickering.

"How many times am I gonna tell you that you are not in any way related to me Gianna?", Aunt Christa began, "I found you in the orphanage and took pity on you, the fact that I nursed you up till this moment does not make you my family. I only took good care of you because I know one day you gonna bring me so much money and that day is today, so go get ready. You have already been bought my dear Gianna", she gnarled with a wicked grin on her face.

"Can my life be a little better than this?", I wondered aloud, then bursted into tears.

A little intro.

I'm Gianna, just Gianna, yeah, no surname, no middle name, just Gianna.