𝓛𝓲𝓮𝓼 𝓸𝓯 𝓛𝓾𝓼𝓽

Ch-4: Why?

Helena Smith-- the most beautiful woman in Y city's red light district. None could resist her ethereal beauty and her enchanting pair of blue eyes.

A fruit everyone dies to taste. 

Just like now.

As the men ravaged her with their most instinctive desires, she moaned in pleasure under the influence of the drugs and her body's natural reactions. The  continuous pounding didn't let her even breathe properly. It was as if the men had unleashed their roughest and most vulgar desires into her. 

Smearing her body with all their semen, the night was finally over. 

Afterwards, the room was left completely empty as the customers left one after another. Outside the door, Helena could vaguely hear their laughter as her rationality slowly came back. 

Haa....so dirty. Even after so many years, she couldn't shake of that nausea she felt after each time with the customers. Dry heaving, she slowly got up from the bed and walked into the washroom.

The mirror reflected a beautiful face flushed like an apple. Her lips were bleeding from all the rough and passionate kisses she was given. Her body held traces of hand prints and scratches along with all the semen. The eyes held a tinge of red around the edges, magnifying their seductiveness.

A strangely heartbreaking yet alluring sight.

Washing up, she was escorted back to her room by a male servant of the brothel.

It was evening time. Noah got off work at usual time and went back to the Ross family villa. Entering the huge mansion hall, he saw his sickly mom sleeping peacefully on the luxurious sofa placed in the middle of the hall. She had the habit of sleeping there when she would exhaust all her strength from time to time. 

Noah approached her slowly and tried to wake her up so that she could rest properly in the bedroom. After all, she'd have to return to the hospital soon to take care of his father. 

"Hmm....uh...Noah?" Waking up with a muddled mind and tired body, Julie looked up at her son a bit confusedly. 

"Mom. Go to bed. You'll catch a cold down here." Noah said gently.

"Uh? Oh yes..yes...I'll do that." Julie replied in her dazed state. Slowly getting up from the couch with Noah's help, she went towards her bedroom.

Noah was left behind in the hall to take care of the family's dinner. His sister was busy with her new movie shooting so the housemaids needed to be ordered around by him since his mother couldn't as of now. 

Just as he was talking to the family chef, his phone started ringing. 

"Sir. We caught the person responsible for spiking your drink at the bar. He's the new bartender hired about a month ago. And....he seems to know the client." the stoic voice sounded from the phone. 

Impressive. Noah couldn't help admiring his stupid uncle's ability to actually be able to befriend an underground lord and even get him to make such a move. 

"Alright. Deal with him properly and formulate a perfect accident. No slip ups allowed as usual. Compensate his family in disguise of insurance." Noah commanded with a steady voice. The person was indeed daring. However, his family had nothing to do with anything. His little useless life could at least provide for them. 

In the dimly lit room, she sat in front of a man with sharp and cold looks staring at her with a freezing look. 

"Ms. Smith, since you have been found out I'm sure you know the things that may happen to you from now on. Mr. Ross, however, is willing to provide you with his protection....as long as you provide him with all the information you have on Mr. Josh. And....if you wish to decline, we won't do anything but I'm not so sure about your superior. I hope you decide carefully." The man placed his deal indifferently. 

"....I don't know what you mean." Helena replied softly. 

And she truly had no idea what was going on. She never saw this person and obviously didn't know who the said "Mr. Ross" and "Mr.Josh" were.

Her mind these days seemed a bit messed up though. There was a huge blank somewhere between her memories. No matter how hard she tried, she just couldn't remember anything that could fill in that blank. It was like she skipped a particular time. 

Why? She didn't know.