Caught in the whirlpool of confusion and despair, Lorain found herself lost in her own world, uncertain of how to deal with the undying emotions swirling within her. The mere thought of returning home, bearing to witness the sorrow imprinted on her parents' faces kills more than the betrayal and pain they have caused her, all this felt like an unbearable weight on her shoulders. Feeling useless, she submitted to tears, the pain of betrayal enveloping her.
She needed to clear up her mind from all this burden, Lorain found herself walking towards Jin's Club, which was not far from the haunting once was her sweet home, Chris's house. The faintly lit atmosphere offered an escape, deep in thoughts "Watch it," She came back to the real world as she bumped with a boorish, nasty man. He spat, a crude interruption to her already fragmented world.
"I am so sorry," Lorain offered, genuine in her desire to avoid conflict. She was in mood to fight, she was there to get one or two drinks just to gulp down her misery and go.
"Oh, wow you look like a snack, Dady is loaded with some loads of cash, what about a night together I will pay pretty well for this beauty even more" Disgusted the thought this drunkard's nasty proposal echoed Jane's earlier insult about selling herself and how old this man was even old to be her grandpa, the thought set even more flames in Lorain's anger and disgust.
Lorain was so determined to drown her sorrows, she went straight to the bar. "A glass of whiskey, make it three," she ordered, the weight of the world settling heavily on her shoulders. Seeing the world to slam shutting the doors before her eyes and she cannot do anything to stop it, she never though such things would happen to her. 'How am I going to survive this.'
"Rough day?" The bartender sensed the gloominess imprinted on Lorain's face. He was already used to seeing people coming to drown their sorrows with liquor since it's been four years he has been working here at Jin's Club. Lorain downed the three glasses in quick succession, "keep them coming" demanding more as the numbing liquid offered a brief relief from her misery.
Meanwhile, in a shadowy corner of the establishment, a man revelled in the attention of adoring girls enjoying the best time of his life, his demeanour exuding an air of arrogance. On the other end of a phone call, a sinister voice cut through the ambient noise.
"You will love to hear this, your lovely friend is here. She seems like everything is not going so well with her. Have you already started your game?" A wicked laugh was heard from the other end of the phone call.
"Wow, I didn't think she would end up in a club, she has always been the perfect one. Well, isn't it an opportunity for your revenge on her?"
"I would love to. After the way she embarrassed me, no way I would let that opportunity slide,"
"Well have fun." The call ended with a beep. Unknow to Lorain of the man that was approaching her like a predator approaching its pray.
"Mmm, beauty," he smirked, but Lorain, drained and isolated, was in no mood for his vile presence. "Leave me alone. It seems like you didn't learn your lesson. You're back for round two?"
Angry, he couldn't let this girl humiliate him again. Grabbing her hand harshly, he threatened" You little brat, can you see your state. I can do whatever I want to you aren't you afraid".
In her drunk state, Lorain was unaware to the evil plot unfolding in his head. More drinks appeared before her without knowing, and Mark stayed watched as Lorain succumbed to the numbing effects of the alcohol, Mark wore an evil smile seeing victory approaching. The thought of his revenge being fulfilled tickled him. "Mmm I have been waiting for this day to arrive".
Once Lorain was thoroughly intoxicated, half conscious, Mark signalled his men to carry Lorain to one of his private chambers. A wicked smirk crept across his scared face. "You fools let me g…oo" she said in a faint voice, half conscious unable to fight. They carried her and laid her on top of the bed." leave us and keep make sure no one disturb us."
He started to undress her. Lorain, in her semi-conscious state, tried to resist, but Mark relished in her helplessness. The gravity of the situation became clearer to Lorain, who, though intoxicated, could sense the impending danger.
"What are you doing, you bastard?" she slurred, her consciousness wavering.
"What can you do, Lorain? You're so wasted. You can't do anything just relax and have fun" Mark sneered, enjoying the perverse satisfaction of his perceived victory. "You have such a beautiful body. You wasted it on that stupid and naive little boy, what is his name again? Chris? Yes, Chris. Well I feel bad for him. He doesn't know what's coming." The sinister picture unfolded, with Lorain shaking in fear.