The indistinct meniscus moon hung in the sky like a wickedly curved claw, casting a silvery glow that intensified the eerie darkness of the city. Its ethereal light stretched across the desolate alley, turning it into a haunting corridor as I wearily trudged towards the narrow street that led to our cabin. Tonight, the club had closed exceptionally late, reigniting memories of why I had returned to that wretched place after quitting.
(Flashback)
"Miss, in order to maintain a good balance and facilitate her recovery, you need to deposit 10k for the new biological drugs that have been tested and prescribed for her," the doctor announced with a grave tone.
"10k? Isn't that an exorbitant amount for just some drugs?" I exclaimed, my voice tinged with frustration.
"Miss, you don't have to proceed if you don't want to, but I strongly advise it. These drugs are vital for her recuperation process and can prevent the development of another tumor," the doctor calmly explained.
If it meant securing Mia's well-being for the rest of her life, then the cost was inconsequential. But how could I obtain such a sum when I no longer worked at the club?
The only answer lay in returning, but this time, I had to exercise extreme caution to avoid falling into the trap of sexual exploitation. It had taken me ages to recover from the scars of the past.
(End of flashback)
The night air was frigid, seeping into my bones and reminding me of the chilling night my mother was mercilessly taken from me and the night I narrowly escaped the clutches of city thugs who sought to violate my very being.
It was on nights like these, when darkness swathed the world, that the most vile and sinister events seemed to unfold around me. I could feel it, a peculiar sensation that someone or something was lurking in the shadows, sending icy shivers down my spine.
With a racing heart, I quickened my pace, the distant sound of a car horn and approaching footsteps amplifying my unease. And then, it happened—I collided with an immovable object.
Raising my head, I beheld a sight that froze me in terror, rendering me unable to move a muscle. How...?
"Hello, Anna. Aren't you thrilled to see me? Or do I intimidate you?" the wretched man sneered, his rotten teeth exposed in a grotesque grin as he peered down at me.
"You know, I couldn't complete what I had in mind last time. Thanks to your screams, I was caught engaging in activities I shouldn't have been," he taunted.
"Now that I'm back and you've blossomed into a young, beautiful woman, it's a shame to see you condemned to a life of destitution on the streets, deprived of the taste of wealth or a marriage with one of the affluent families," he feigned sadness.
"Well, that's not my problem. I believe I should continue where I left off last time," he declared, his voice dripping with malice.
"No... no... please," I stammered, my legs trembling as I took shaky steps backward, consumed by fear.
"No...?"
"Luck isn't on your side tonight, Anna. You can scream all you want, and no one will come to your aid," he sneered, reaching out to grab my hand.
"Let me go!" I screamed, desperately trying to break free from his grasp.
"One more word from you," he threatened, his grip tightening.
"Please... let go of me," I pleaded, my voice filled with terror.
"I told you not to say a word, you insignificant creature," he snarled, raising a wooden object and bringing it down with brutal force upon the back of my head.
My world plunged into darkness as a wave of excruciating pain engulfed me. Gradually, the agony receded, and I felt myself slipping away into a realm devoid of suffering, a place where I would no longer be burdened by the cruelty of existence.
Mia... I'm sorry. I couldn't bear it any longer... I'm sorry.
****
He gathered her body and threw her over his shoulder, taking her away to his hideout.
He carelessly dropped her on the floor once he got to his destination. An abandoned local warehouse in the city.
He bites his lips as he inspects the hot body in front of him, thinking of a felicitous way to pacify his hungry needs.
He reached out for her shirt and ripped it off, exposing her red colour bra and round full breast.
He leaned down as he roughly kissed her lips with his fetid mouth, kissing his way down her chest and gripping her breast with his hand.
His dirty hand slipped under her skirt, pulling out her panties as he pushed his index and middle finger inside of her, manhandling her with his fingers.
He stood up, striving to unfasten his belt, but was halted by the sound of a gunshot outside the warehouse.
"Who the hell is that at this precious time," he mumbled, ignoring the sound as he pulled down his pants.
He leaned down ready to thrust his saggy dick inside of her...
Bang* A bullet brushed past his shoulder as two muscular men came behind him.
He fell down wailing in pain as blood spurted out of his injuries.
"Please... don't kill me," he cried.
"I won't kill you, at least not yet," one of the men said, crouching down to the girl's level.
"You did great, raping the lifeless body of a young woman, how enjoyable. I bet you really like it. You have no fear, man," he stated, his deep voice inducing fear in the injured man.
"Boss, is she still alive?" the other man who has been quite asked.
"I think so, her breath is faint almost not breathing," he replied.
"I need to save her first, give the asshole a taste of his own medicine and take him to THE BASEMENT," He ordered, carrying the young lady out of the warehouse to his car.
"Please don't kill me... I will do whatever you say... please." He begged, holding his bloody shoulder in pain.
"I won't kill you, You bastard," he yelled, aiming a deadly kick, knocking him out in an instant.
"But 'the Boss' will enjoy doing so."