Two days later.
Aiden was reviewing the monthly income of the milk factory when he received the thread bank withdrawal notification message. Reading the number. He fell into deep thought. The amount of withdrawal wasn't small. Twenty-five thousand dollars to each withdrawal. Seventy-five thousand dollars In two days.
He wondered what she was doing with all that money? Maybe one of her parents is sick. Or maybe she had debts to pay. He thought to himself.
Aiden was aware that she was under the influence of alcohol and some drugs. But she was very confident. Beautiful. Alluring. Breathtaking. She stole his heart away the moment she kissed him.
He wasn't the wild kind who sleeps around whenever he's free. But she was everything he wasn't and he liked it. He loved how she spoke and ordered him around like he was her sex slave. Only in his case. He was willing that night.
Aiden wanted to meet her again. This time he wanted them to properly talk. He even doesn't know her last name and neither did she. He didn't know if it was a good time to visit her today. Searching for her number in his list. He texted her.
[Hey. It's me, Aiden. I was wondering if I could visit you today?] He pressed send, put his phone back on the disk table and went back to his work. Glancing at the phone from time to time. Waiting for the reply.
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At Winter Palace
Sitting with a wine cup in her hands. Laying on the ground beside her plastic bag. A spoon. Lighter. Tourniquet and a needle. She just had her fix. She was high. Pure cocaine was better than the cheap shit she usually pays.
Laughing to herself. She took another sip of the wine that she bought on her back from work. Reaching for her phone, She checked the message that she received. Reading the message. She immediately replied.
[Of course. Text me when you arrive.] She replied. Feeling extra confident as the substance started kicking.
Lucky. She had cleaned the apartment. Now she needs to get a shower to cool her body. She was feeling hot and had started to sweat. Walking towards the bathroom while she was singing. She reached for the hem of her shirt. She took it off and stepped inside the shower cabinet. Singing and dancing.
One of the things that Winter tries to not fall as a bad side effect of the drug. Is the lack of personal hygiene. She always tries to make sure to keep herself and the apartment clean. Not wanting to fall into the dirty part of the drug.
After finishing showing. She got dressed in a long woolen sweater. Just in case anything happens, Styling her hair. She put on some perfume. After that. She cleaned around the room to make sure that it looks clean.
Hearing her phone Ding. She walked towards the table and picked up reading the message.
[Come up. apartment number 19.] She texted him.
Checking herself in the mirror for the last time. She left the room.