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Ria had to remind herself every minute of how she got in this mess

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Ria had to remind herself every minute of how she got in this mess.

Or more how, her mother, got her in this mess.

How she was hanging out with multiple drug dealers, murders, just overall bad people, in an sketchy, yet somehow fancy bar, with music way to loud, and women in clothes way to revealing for ria's liking throwing themselves at these criminal men, all for the pleasure of an night, and than to be thrown out like a piece of dirt.

"Yeah, this is my girl." Rio said with an smirk, his hand resting on ria's lower back. "Adriana."

Ria faked an smile when she felt rio's hand tighten on her back, an subtle warning. If this was any other situation, she would of left the moment she saw the people here, she would of turned around when she saw the street, yet here she was.

"Adriana, ey?" One of the men repeated, his eyes, no shame, drawled down her body.

Ria nodded, the same fake smile plastered on her plump lips as she tried to hide her disgust. "Hi."

"She's an pretty one, huh?" The same man said, talking like she wasn't even there.

Ria's hand tightened on her back, but she zoned out for what felt like the rest of the conversation, her brown eyes darting around the busy bar, thanking herself this wasn't where she spent her nights usually.

The men seemed to go off somewhere, leaving ria and rio alone in the middle of the crowd. "Your awfully quite, mama."

"Why do you think?" Ria quickly replied back, the words coming out much harsher than she attended.

Rio chuckled, the smirk on his face widening. "Alright, alright. I get it." He responded. "I'm going to go talk to someone real quick, buy yourself a drink."

His hand went into his pocket, grabbing his wallet and handing her an $100 note, their fingers brushing against each others.

Ria furrowed her eyebrows, looking at the $100 dollar note he handed her so casually for an drink, before back at him.

She goes to open her mouth, but he's quick to but in. "Keep the change." He smirks, pinching her chin softly before waking off, presumably to the man.

Ria's hand went to her chin, trying to ignore the small feeling in the chin. She watched him walk through the crowd, till his form disappeared.

She made her own way through the crowd after, heading to the bar. All the bartenders looked very busy, so she just got her phone out.

"Hi, darlin'." An male voice said from the side, causing her to look over from her phone. An man, probably in his late 30s, was stood there, leaning against the counter with an smirk. His breathe stunk of alcoho

"Hi." Ria responded, though her tone made it clear she wasn't in the mood.

"I'm Orson." The man said.

Orson, seriously? He might as well be 70.

Ria nodded, moving her phone in her hands.

"Your name?" Orson asked, his eyes lingering on her breasts.

"Ria." She said, shifting slightly.

"Ria, eh? Beautiful name for an beautiful girl." Orson smirked. "Let me buy you an drink."

"I'm fine, thanks." Ria quickly said, she really didn't want to interact with an man like this, especially an heavily drunk one like this.

"You sure?" He asked with an smirk, ria quickly responding with an nod. "What's an girl like you do hearing anyway?" Orson asked, leaning his chin on his hands.

"I'm here with my boyfriend." Ria said, the foreign word boyfriend to her sounding weird coming out her mouth. She just hoped the man would back off at the word.

The man's smirk seemed to flatter, but it was back before she even realised. "Boyfriend, huh?" The man asked, one of his hands slipping to her waist.

Adella instantly moved away, his hand slipping away from her waist.

The man smirked, shaking his head. "Come on, darlin', you don't need to act like that."

Ria internally cringed at his words, what was this man on about? She literally said she had an boyfriend.

"Yeah, boyfriend." Adella repeated, pushing away his hand when he tried to touch her again.

"Who's your boyfriend than, darlin'?"

Just as she was about to reapond, she felt someone else's arms wrap around her waist, pulling her back against their chest, and as soon as she was going to protest, the voice behind her made her forget.

"Me." Rio's voice spoke behind her, glaring at the man.













Guys this is so bad i'm so sorry! I just wanted to get it out as quickly as possible. Please tell me what you think :)

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