"Come on, don't be shy. They all are my friends.
Here take it, let's enjoy the night together!" Giving a glass of vodka to Abaddon, Lorence cheeringly spoke while introducing Abaddon to his friends in a private room.
In distrust, Abaddon looks at Lorence (a distant cousin in relation, a gold digger, and a playboy). A person who never showed any respect or friendliness in the past, suddenly trying to be nice makes Abaddon discomfort especially when he knows Lorence is also a pervert.
"Sorry, I don't drink…" Politely, Abaddon tries to refuse.
"How can you say that? You are already seventeen and still act like an Amul baby…
One glass is enough, I poured it for you. Give it a try…
Come on man, raise your glass…. cheers…" Under the pressure from Lorence and his friends, Abaddon had to finish the glass.
After drinking, he felt a strange sensation passing through his body. The heartbeat is raising, and the body feeling too hot for some reason. He couldn't able to focus on anything, head feels dizzy.
In Abaddon's glass, Lorence again pours vodka for the next round. "I don't want… I am going…" Abaddon tries to leave the room before he completely loses control over his body.
"Where are you going…" Grabbing Abaddon's hands, Lorence continued. "Without entertaining us..." Unexpectedly, Lorence pulls Abaddon towards him and forcedly lets him stay on his lap. Witnessing the scene, the others left the room while placing a camera to record the events.
Lorence slowly took the initiative to make a move on Abaddon, on the other side, Abaddon struggled his best to come out from his control and bite the hands that touched him. In a fierce, he throws Abaddon to the floor.
"Damn brat, you still have the energy to fight back. Let me see, how long you can stay like this…
Today not even me, you are going to entertain the others also who left the room now. Just like your mother, you are going to be a w***e after tonight…" Step on Abaddon's hand, Lorence continued. "In a few seconds, you will beg me to touch you while spreading your legs for me.
Don't worry, until I am satisfied no one will touch a single hair on your body."
"Why are you doing this to me? I didn't do anything wrong to you at all…" Enduring the pain, Abaddon asks.
"It's all about money, darling… Your family members are spending millions to spend a satisfying night with you. Who would drop such an offer? Beauty and money at one night... Isn't it interesting?
It going to be an un-forgetful night in your life. So, enjoy it to your heart's content…"
Lorence tried to rape him, he screams and struggled but no one heard the voice because of the loud noises. In that situation, Abaddon hit Lorence with the bottle that reached his hands in self-defense. One hit is enough to knock out Lorence, he fell to Abaddon's top while blood was dripping from his head.
Abaddon took the opportunity and tried to escape from the room with the body, which is getting sensitive, hot and lustful, Abaddon move towards a place where he can save himself.
Fortune or misfortune, Abaddon directly fell into the hands of Eric who is about to leave the club and ends up kissing him while losing his mind. He had no idea about the person who is standing in front of him nor interested to know. His mind is blank and all he needs is a body that can satisfy him.
"Damn it, where did he go?
Look for him, we can't miss him at any cost." Hiding Abaddon from those men who is looking for him, Eric takes Abaddon to the room that he is about to vacate.
"Abaddon… What's going on? Why are they searching for you?" To whom is Eric asking? The person is busy making skin ship while trying to take off Eric's clothes. "Damn brat, what are you doing? Are you drugged or something?
Hey stop, do you have any idea what are you doing? If you want to do s**, I will call for a woman wait…"
"I don't want anyone; I just want you…" He push Eric to the bed and sat on his top ."Make me yours…" Slightly kissing his lips, Abaddon spoke.
'Is he gone nuts? Where did he learn such cheesy words?... Should I help him a bit…'
Suddenly someone knocks on the door in a rush, "Open the door." A fierce voice can also be heard from outside.
"You only want me, right!" Kissing him back, Eric asks while hiding many meanings behind it. Abaddon also responds positively. "Then prove it…" Leaving a sharp knife in Abaddon's hands, he went to open the door after whispering something in Abaddon's ears.
Meanwhile at Alisha's restaurant.
"It's time… Let's settle our accounts…" Waiting for all the other customers to leave, Itt and Kim went to pay their bills.
"Are you a tourist, sir?" Curiously, Alisha asks while counting the money.
"Yeah.
Ah, where is that boy… Aamon, I didn't see him today?" Itt replied pleasantly.
"He went to deliver food in the neighborhood."
"That's nice, we got some time to talk…" In the meantime, Kim gives them space and went outside to guard.
"Excuse me…" At that moment, Alisha felt something is off. A pressure she can sense from the person who standing in front of her.
"Do you know a person named Jonas Al Martin?" Let her sit on a chair and sat opposite to her, Itt calmly ask.
The name leaves a shock on her, however hiding the fear, she spoke. "I-I don't know anyone like that, maybe you got the wrong person."
"Is Aamon his son?"
"I don't know who he is, then why are you asking such questions…" Before she completed her words, a knife pierced the table which make her speechless.
"Don't waste my time… is he Jonas's son or not?" However, she repeats the same phrase even though she is trembling from head to toe.
But unexpectedly a voice interrupts their conversation.
"Mom…"
Seeing Aamon, a villainous smile appears on Itt's face and Kim locked the door from inside.