Opal, a swing jazz singer finds herself in a new town and is ready to continue her life finally free from the chains of her home life. What happens when her initial desire for freedom and happiness turns into something more sinister and dark when sh...
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It had been 2 weeks since I had fully settled into my new home. Things were great...mostly. Besides the long nights at the lounge where Antonio held me there for...personal entertainment. Nothing ever too serious. Just after hour meetings where I was treated like a plaything, passed around by the two men as they conversed amongst themselves about the lounge and such.
These nights were extremely uncomfortable for me, the unwanted touching, unwarranted threats, and outrageously sexual mannerism. Really makes me regret such foolish actions of signing off my life while intoxicated.
Valerie held a guilty look in her eyes once I told her after my first show. Ashamed that yet another had fallen victim to Antonio's fake charm and she couldn't do anything about it as he had her in shackles as well.
It was looking to be another one of those nights, as the lounge was slowly being drained of its guest finally. Valerie handed me my third glass for the night. "Im making this your last one" she said as she wiped out another glass with a cloth before gently placing it upside down upon a shelf.
I playfully roll my eyes and shake my head at her, knowing full well she was being serious. Although it was probably for the best, especially if I was out for a long night with them again. Shouldn't do anything else around them in a drunken state. I sigh as I quickly take the glass to the head and head towards the table where Antonio and Ashton sat along with a few colleagues of theirs.
I dread any and every interaction with him now. "Uhm...Sir?" I ask shyly as the group of men eyed my approaching figure like a piece of meat. "What is it Opal, cant you see we're talking here?" Antonio says harshly, his breath reeked of liquor as it hit my nostrils, causing me to step back a bit.
"Im sorry, sir.." no Im not. "But may I be excused outside for a moment?" I ask, averting my gaze from his. A smirk took over his lips as he swiftly reaches for my wrist, pulling me onto his lap. "Now why would you need to do that, hm? You're not to leave us just yet, gem" He spoke as he ran the back of his cold fingers down my cheek, his smile merely widened seemingly satisfied with my reaction.
God, I just wanted a cigarette. I look past his shoulder to see a pitiful looking Valerie at the bar. "Can I at least have a cigarette..." I ask once again adverting my eyes down to my lap, where he had a grip on my thigh. "Oh, of course, baby~ why didn't you just say that" Antonio purred in my ear, sending a shive down my spine.
He proceeded to blow a puff of smoke in my face while Ashton, who was sitting next to Antonio, reached over with a lit cigarette to my lips. Antonio's thumb suddenly pulled down my bottom lip, leaving my mouth slightly agape.
"Open that pretty little mouth, gem" my body trembled slightly when Ashton placed the cancer stick on my lips and continued to run his fingers down my neck and across my chest, as if he were tracing an invisible line across my body.
