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turned to the woman. "I'm sorry. I can't." I shook my head

oorframe. "Where the hell do you think you are going?" A thick frown burnt o

rms, my voice barely thriv

vero," The w

began approaching us. The stare in their eyes was as

ning out the loud music and my hand

owards the exit of the club. The men trailed ri

dark alley. The disgusting smell of throw-up and stale

of its dust and warmth. My drenched auburn wavy hair clung up to my skin as I clung to dear life. Although my life was pitiful, that doesn't mean I s

alleyway for a second. Aside from the parked cars, there was no one, no

h great, one more empty car. I glanced around, searching for where I could hide. Their vile

t," I m

pped into the narrow booth. My breath and finger trembled as I attempted to close it enough for it to be thought to be clo

as it neared its end, its heavy

ed but discernible. "There's no way she c

h, but my heartbe

?" A man's voice filtered into my

intensified; its harsh drumming sound mu

e rain, I coul

ess inside the booth,

o constrict my racing heart. The

lungs with fear and fain

e to a halt. I should feel relieved, yet I felt worse

the little knowledge I knew, I was bound to run out of oxygen and still die. So I to

d open, flooding the trunk with

he trunk and my ey

know what it is. " A satisfied grin played on his l

itched to slap the smug smile off his face.

te rainy night. You have to spend the night in my house." The smug sm

without any cash or means to get back home. So I had no choice but to accept. "Thank

at adorned the compound. Unlike its owner, it was warm, the lights filtering through the floor-to-ceiling windows that melded with the external lights that prevented

crawny apartments into it. The white walls, the white sofas, the golden chandeliers that cascade

." A child's voice

voice. But, the woman beside her, stood with the most horrib

dashed towards Trevor. I n

rriages, it was hard to

call people dolls. Don't do that again," he scolded with a soft v

gy. He always acted high and arrogant. Our last

ine. "I'm sorry. You are so beauti

nod

" He swung his gaze to me. "After changing, come down for

he lady and she led

le. The sweet taste of the food still lingered on m

ned frame. His shirt was slightly unbuttoned, exposing a sliver of chest. His slightly we

nice. T

'll jump straight to the point." He leaned in and clasped his hand on the table, his muscles teasing my

my tongue as I remembered how Adam treated me. If o

nd I went way back and he always had eyes for things I love-my position, my friends." His mu

ach twisted and his dominative presence stirred up

ettle with him. So I'm going for everything he loves." He lowered his head until his face was m