Introduction:

Sansa's parents and family members died in a car crash. She and her friend Jeane are living with the Lannister family, who are treating them both badly. Sandor, who has worked for the family Lannister, knows this. He pays the Lannister's a lot of money to get the girl he secretly has a lot of feelings for.

In this story there will be chapters from Sandor and Sansa's POV. Not every other chapter, just whenever I deem it necessary. It is something that came to mind, I hope you all will enjoy. It takes place in 2015, in Amerika.

Prologue

Tears where streaming down her face when she bit her lip, trying not to scream. She prayed he would finish soon, maybe grow tired from her tears.

'You can cry all you want, nobody will come to save you here,' Joffrey sad, a grin on his face. Sansa swallowed and closed her eyes. He would end his sick game soon. He always had to end it at some point. A forceful blow on her right cheek made her wince loudly. She would have bruises all over her body before the day was even over. She felt sick when he pulled her t-shirt from behind her, tearing the thin material from her body.

'Please stop,' Sansa cried, but Joffrey ignored her completely. A kick in her stomach sent her on her back. The tears in her eyes blurred her vision, but she could still make out the blonde men who was bending over her form.

'Imagine when you turn 18 and mother will allow me to enjoy myself even more. The games we will play.' Sansa felt like throwing up, hearing his words. She knew what he was talking about.

'Please,' she tried again. The only answer she got was a cold snicker. Would this ever end at all?