Chapter 1

Alright mortals, I'm back.

I thank all of those who said nice things to me in my first fic. You have given me the confidence to attempt something longer and (hopefully) better. However, all I have is the basic story line. I have no idea who to pair Aubrey with ... you people need to tell me who. Beca, Stacie, Chloe, or Jesse? PM me, leave a review; just tell me, because I can't pick. So now I'm done with this stupid ramble, and I'll get to the actual story now ...

Obviously, I own nothing. Pitch Perfect and all of the wonderful characters do not belong to me.

Title taken from the awesome Demi Lovato's song For the Love of a Daughter.

Aubrey slid out of bed silently, careful not to wake the man who was passed out next to her.

Her body ached from what had transpired a couple of hours before. The man she'd just had sex with had been particularly rough and had left a number of bruises and welts on her. With a small sigh, she cast an eye back to check he was still sleeping before she slowly padded across the carpeted floor and into the bathroom. She was desperate for a wash and to maybe take something to help numb the pain.

After taking a quick shower, Aubrey opened up the medicine cabinet to find something she could take, in the vain hope that she would wake up in the morning feeling less sore than she did right now.

Finding a tub of ibuprofen, she grabbed the bottle, and was about to take two when something else caught her eye; a number of strong prescription pain killers were right there. All she'd have to do was take a few of those, and she'd be done with this life. With a trembling hand, she put the bottle of ibuprofen back and took out one of the orange bottles ...

She'd finally made her father proud, but she never thought that it would take THIS to make him proud. As a young child, all she ever wanted, all she ever fought for her was her father's approval. She'd lay awake at night thinking of ways to be better, anything to hear her father say those words to her. Now though, now he had finally said them to her, after all those years; she couldn't help but feel anything but disgust towards herself.

After finally making her a partner in the family business, Aubrey's father made quick use of her good looks and charm. He'd take her everywhere with him, showing her off to his clients, letting her dazzling smile win over the males in the room and her contrite manner making her seem like a long lost friend to the women. She was enchanting. She worked tirelessly for her father. Everything he asked her to do, she did.

In short, she'd become a whore for her father.

To sweeten a complex deal or to get an exceptionally difficult client to buy or sell to her father, Aubrey would sleep with whoever her father decided she should, in order to make the deal work. The men were encouraged to be as rough as they liked with her, act out their fantasies and use her body in whatever way they say fit. A night with Aubrey could add millions on to a deal, or it could be a deal breaker. She was in her father's words 'taking this company to new levels of success'.

For a while, that was enough for her, but as her father used her more and more, his acceptance began to mean less and less to her. And now, Aubrey was done. She was tired of life after only 26 years, and honestly, if she were to die now, her father probably wouldn't miss her. He'd just miss the extra money she brought in and the way she had with making a deal work.

'Well tough shit Daddy' Aubrey thought sadly.

She couldn't take this life anymore, and maybe she'd go to hell for this, but right now, anything would be better then this. With one last glance at her latest. "appointment", Aubrey pushed the bathroom door shut, clicking the lock in place and lifted up the pill bottle and shoveled the entire contents into her mouth. She swallowed down the lot with help from water from the tap and then repeated the process with the next bottle until the world started to spin and her world finally go dark.

In her last moments of consciousness, Aubrey's final thought was that she was finally free.

Six years ago, Aubrey would never have imagined her life being the way it was. After graduating from Cornell University as the top of her class with a double major in both business and law, Aubrey was ready to start the rest of her life, and hopefully finally make her father proud.

Her father, Sir Thomas Posen III had given her an internship at the main company office in Georgia, and told her that this was her one shot to prove that she was a true Posen and that perfection would be the only standard that he'd ever accept. Aubrey quickly proved herself to both her colleagues and her father that she was a true Posen.

All work given to her was done and then returned (perfectly done) in a timely manner, she never complained about the work load she was given, and she was a natural around clients. For the first few months at Posen Enterprises, life was good and everyone was happy.

All of that changed however when Ashford. "Bumper" Allen entered the picture.

At the time, Aubrey had just finished her internship and her father had allowed her to become a partner in the family business. Already, Aubrey's dedication to the company was evident. She put in more hours then almost everyone else in the company, she went to every promotion and presentation, attending any social outing that could benefit the company and she put everything she had into improvement.

Perfection was her benchmark and never once did she let that standard fall. Her hard work was recognized by everyone, even by her father. However, Aubrey's role in company changed when Posen Enterprises wanted to buy off some competition.

Treble Industries were an emerging music production company with a few great ideas. At the moment, Treble Industries posed no competition to the massive, highly successful Posen Enterprises. However, as Thomas Posen always said,. "Competition can only occur when you are lax enough to let it" so therefore, negotiations were underway for Treble to become a sub group of Posen.

The CEO and sole owner of Treble Industries, Bumper Allen, was being exceedingly difficult in negotiations on purpose. He was an infuriating little man with a cockiness only seen in people who were used to having everything handed to them to a fine, bone china plate.

When Aubrey first met him, she'd walked into one of the many negotiations between her father and Bumper to deliver some message that she couldn't even be bothered to remember anymore. What she did recall however, was the way that Bumper looked at her, his eyes immediately lowering to her cleavage, as he sucked his teeth. When she walked into the room, politely excusing herself for the interruption, Bumper stared at her in a way that made her skin crawl. It was like he was trying to fuck her seven ways to Sunday right then and there. As she left the room, pausing only to close the door behind her, she could feel his gaze on her ass as she walked out.

Four days later, her father approached her and asked her to do something she'd never have imagined her own father would ever suggest. At first, she had vehemently disagreed with the idea. She may love her father, she might be devoted to the company but even she had hard limits.

At least she did until her father changed tactics. He told her how much it'd mean to him, how good it would be for the company. At last she'd relented and agreed to sleep with Bumper Allen. Once. For her Daddy.

Once then turned into twice, which turned into thrice, which then turned into everyday for the next 3 weeks until a deal was finally made. Thanks to her. "work" Posen Enterprises acquired Treble Industries for a paltry 1.3 million dollars when the company was estimated to be worth well over 3 million.

After the deal was closed, Aubrey never saw Bumper again for which she said a silent 'Thank God' and Aubrey's father had pulled her aside at work later that day and told her something she'd never forget.

"Aubrey, a word?" Thomas Posen called to Aubrey from his office as she passed, carrying a box full of legal papers ready to put in her car for looking through over the weekend.

Without missing a beat, Aubrey handed the heavy load that she was carrying to her assistant and walked into her father's office, closing the door quietly behind her. Standing straight and tall before her father, Aubrey for some reason felt apprehensive before him. She had no idea what this conversation could be about, but for some reason, she had an unsettling feeling in the pit of her stomach.

"Aubrey, today we have closed the deal with Treble Industries. Mr. Allen sold us the company for 1.3 million thanks to you. I'm proud of the work you put into closing this deal for us." He said, leaning back on his chair.

For a second, Aubrey was stunned. Her father finally said the words she'd always wanted to hear from him. The words he'd never said before to her, not when she'd won the national spelling bee, not when she was graduated high school at 16 and was valedictorian, not even when she'd graduated from Cornell as the top of her class. Never.

"Thank you sir." Aubrey managed to say, still in shock that her father had finally said to her the words she'd always wanted to hear.

"Now, Aubrey, I think we need to rethink your role in the company." Mr. Posen continued bluntly, either unaware or uncaring of the current feelings of his daughter.

"Yes Daddy?" She spoke quietly, staring intently at his face.

"I'm putting you on the board of directors for the Posen Enterprises. You are now the Head of External Business Affairs." Here, Aubrey let out a small gasp.

"Daddy?"

"I expect that you now accompany me to all negotiations and that you put in the same amount of work and dedication to all future business deals as you did with this one with Mr Allen." Mr. Posen continued on without acknowledging that her. "Is that understood? Am I making myself clear?"

For a moment, Aubrey paused. Was this what she wanted in life? She understood perfectly what this would mean for her. But her father had finally said that he was proud of her, and was recognizing something she'd done right. Therefore, her next answer, the one that would bring unimaginable sadness to her came far easier then one would think.

"Of course sir. Thank you very much sir."

On that day, Aubrey sold her soul to make her father proud. She'd become a whore (an extremely high end, perfectly professional whore, but a whore none the less) to please her father. Now, too late to realize all of the ramifications of this and the effect it would have on her, it all finally came crashing down around her ears, that fateful Tuesday evening.

The once bright, intelligent woman was now dull, all hopes in life destroyed. She was a pathetic shell of a person, absolutely empty on the inside. Finally now, she was done. She was fed up with trying, fed up with being fake and forcing herself to be something she was not but mostly she fed up with life in general.

For the first time in six years, she was going to do something for herself. She was not going to be used or controlled by her father. She was going to be free.

So tell me, love this hate this, do I end it here or does she get saved and meet someone? Gotta tell me if you want it to happen ... So review, PM me, ANYTHING and I promise to read and take everything you say into consideration!