"H...How?" Stephanie gaped at me, her for eyes enlarging and full of confusion.
I felt suffocated, my head hurted and so many memories were rushing back to me at once all over again.
"Come here." The skinny, horrible looking man ordered.
The girl in the corner curled into a ball at the corner of the room.
She was skinny, frail, and her skin was pale. She rarely got to eat anything, she lived her life stealing or doing nasty jobs for people just to feed herself, she was one out of many other abducted girls in this situation.
"I am talking to you girl, come here now!" The filthy man screamed, his voice vibrating through the room. Causing her to shriek.
Before she could stand, she felt the whip hit her back with a sickening sound.
She screamed. She felt another immediately, she fell to her knees. Tears falling from her eyes as she wailed painfully. The other girls in the room, malnourished and starved held tight unto each other, sobbing and shaking in fear.
"Stupid whore!" The man spat at her.
"You had better get up from there, we have customers waiting to devour that filthy body of yours... bitch."
She was pulled up the floor harshly. She walked with her head low alongside all other girls out of the room. Immediately they were led out the room and they were forced into skimpy clothing and forced to dance for the drunk men,with dirty coats that stinked of alcohol, who in turn paid to do nasty things to the poor girls.
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She walked the streets in torn clothing, her hair uncombed and her feet bare. She was a little girl, no older than ten.
Some people walking by looked at her with pity, some with critic eyes. She squinted her eyes from the brightness of the sun. She walked up to a woman.
"Please can you help me miss? I am hungry" she pleaded, her face dirty and her hands together in a plea.
The woman looked down at her, she was carrying two bags in her hands.
She eyed the little girl, huffed and tried to walk away. But the little girl suddenly bumped into her. Causing her bags to fall alongside the small purse in her hands.
The girl gasped. "Sorry miss. Let me help you."
She stooped and begun to pick up the things that fell out the bag.
"Get out you disgusting thing. I don't need your help!" The woman pushed her off.
She scurried away immediately.
She walked to a corner behind a building. She smiled, her dry, injured lips stretching into a sinister smile as she starred at the purse in her hands.
"Is this all you got?" The wicked man asked. His reddish eyes and missing front tooth enough to make anyone have nightmares.
His rough, dirty hands clutched tightly unto the purse like it was his life.
The girl nodded wordlessly.
He starred down into her eyes. He licked his lips thoughtfully.
"Search her!" He ordered the other two men by the door.
They quickly grabbed her, ripping her clothe off.
She screamed.
The two notes fell out from where she hid it around her waist.
"You little bitch!" They landed a hard kick to her ribs.
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Mr. Mafia's Bodyguard
Romance"Stop fighting it so much Ari, I know you want me just as much as I want you." His lustful voice was like a whisper, his hot breath caressing my face as his dark blue eyes captured mine. Everything screamed at me to give into him, open my mouth and...
