CHAPTER 7:

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He stopped the bleeding eventually and he tore a piece of cloth from the bed sheet and wrapped it around my hand tying both ends into a reasonable knot.

I was silent but thankful.

He sat at the edge of the bed with me and i could make out the muscles in his arms, then i stared away blushing.

"Carrying on.." He sighed. "That Rick guy is the mastermind of human trafficking, I know as a fact coz' I was a victim" he said looking further than what he was staring at. I automatically felt sorry for him.

I moved a little closer to him.

He turned his head a little to catch a slight glimpse of me and then quickly he turned away. I was confused.

"Ahh... Your clothes are there" he pointed to a neat folded stack of the clothes I wore at the club on the edge of my bed.

I looked down at my fair exposed skin, still in bra and panties.

"Well, It's a lil' hot in here.. I'm gonna head out" he rushed his words and stood up. Striding to the door and hitting his shin against the wooden chair "Ow!" He muttered and out the door he went- some professional he is- i couldn't help but smile a little.

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~nikacruz98

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