Beauty is a double-edged sword. It can be a blessing or a curse.
For Rosa, it is more of the later. Her whole life she has been viewed, treated and used like an object by others, including her own family.
She went to the crime ridden metropolis of L...
I am able to bypass thewhite suited security guard. He seems to be calling security, but I have no time for this, making my way to the entrance.
Eletronic and techno music plays at a deafining volume, mixing itself with the ecstatic screams of the sea of people who roam the dance floor, as I push my way between them. The stablishment is dark, only lit by moviving blue neon lights.
This is the perfect place!
I see my pursuers stop at the entrance, standing out from the partying mob in their dark suits. They seem hesitant to enter, looking around to try to spot me as I hide among the sea of dancing people. I try to raise my head above their waving arms, to spot a back door exit or any place I could hide or escape elsewhere to. Maybe they have a phone...
I notice security guards in white suits watching over the place. They probably are looking for me too...
"Ouch!"
I look down at my waitress blouse, stained with liquid, and then up to the person I bumped into.He is a tall man with a long face and nose, light brown skin and short receding black hair, wearing a white suit with a hawaiian shirt underneath, stained like mine - he looked like he stepped out of a 70s gangster movie. He is holding a martini glass, the one that stained both of us.
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"I'm sorry, mister!"
I quickly apologize, and run past him. I don't have time for...
"Hey, hey!"
He grabs my arm, and twist me around. He gets hold of my wait my waist with his other, and brings me close to his body.
"What's the hurry Kitty?"He says,his alcohol breath hitting my face.
He not so discretely stares at my transparent blouse...
Crap! This is the last kind of thing I needed right now...
"Let me Go!"
I punch his chest and try to yank myself away from him, but he doesn't budge. I really should have gotten self-defense classes, men are always so much stronger! No wonder I liked Lucas, he wasn't physically threathning at all...
"This suit is expensive y'know?" He says, leaning closer to my face.
As I open my mouth to protest again, I feel his lips forcefully lock against mine.
