The drugs worked exclusively on Ida. It was so strong. Her light brown eyes searched through the bar, her eyes settled on a man sitting on a couch in the dean area. She smiled and walked over to him swaying her long brown hair as she moved. When she got to his table and stood beside him. His aura was strong and his blue eyes were fixed on her.

 "Hi… can you help?"

He admitted she looked hot. She was trying to keep herself steady.

"How can I help you?" his voice came hoarse and husky.

"Could we make out…" she said trying to keep her voice straight feeling quite dizzy as a result of the drugs. He understood what she meant.

"Are you sure you want that?"

She nodded and he scanned her from her legs up, taking note of each curve. He stood up and held her, leading her to his car and drove over to a hotel.

 They got into the room upstairs and he locked the door behind him.

"Strip" he said and without hesitating she obeyed taking off her shoes and then her black tank top and her short skirt and underwear. He scanned her and liking what he saw, he moved close to her …

 "Desperate, huh?" he caressed her. Her body was burning hot… she didn't want it slow. He was torturing her.

"Faster" she huffed struggling with his clothes, trying to quicken his movements. "Faster?" He then pushed her to the bed...

Black out as her moans filled the room. 

Ida woke up early in the morning finding herself naked and in the arms of a man in an unfamiliar room. She sat up, she rubbed her temples immediately the memories of the last night flashed into her head. She buried her face in her palms feeling quite ashamed. Her step mum had paid ashamed. Her step mum had paid a bar tender to spike her drink. She stood up from the bed and hurriedly searched for her clothes... throwing on the ones she could find she hurried out of the room.

* * *

 "Ida, where are you, you stupid bitch!"

Her step mum called. She was in the little room with the pregnancy test. It had been three weeks since the incident happened. She was shaking. It had two red lines… she was pregnant. For the stranger she had the one night stand with. She could remember his face, the sensitive touches he had given her and the strong mutual connection they had shared that night.

"Ida! If I get into that room, you'll really regret it"

She rushed, threw the test into the waste bin and opened the door immediately and a heavy slap landed on her face sending her head to the iron door causing a little purple bruise on her forehead

"You're lazing around lying on the bed. Are you really waiting for me to remind you to deliver the goods to the hotel!"

She shook her head sideways looking straight at the fuming woman in front of her.

"You better get profit from them"

She needed to cry. Although she had an older step brother who could deliver the heavy cartons to the hotel which was 20 blocks away from her house. Her step mum allowed him to gamble away the money she made.

She walked to the back and carried the carton to the back of the bicycle, tied it carefully making sure it was comfortable before she rode off.

She arrived at the hotel to meet an angry head chef impatiently waiting for her