Roxy entered the library. She refused to look at the man her father had promised her to. "Father we have to talk about this wedding." She began. 

Her father stormed across the room and smacked her hard across the face. "For once you are going to make yourself useful to me. You will marry Gregory. With his gang joined with his we will be unstoppable. His men will take care of our interest during the night. Mine will take care of them during the day." 

"But father..." Roxy tried again. 

She had been trying to stand up to her father for years. The problem was that he knew just where to hit her where it hurt the most. She wasn't surprised when he smacked her again and said. "Do I have to have the child beaten?"