koroleva. [Russian Mafia Romance]

Intro

Chloë -

My eyes adjust to the light, large room that I've spent years of my life in. I'm 22 now, I've known nothing else. I don't know why I haven't questioned it before. All I was told, was this is what I'm good for. A doll. A slave. I can't remember any family members, or friends. The girls here seem to like this lifestyle. The money we get from clients, which are more than likely dirty, old, fat fucking men gets taken away and  Igore keeps it all. Who's Igore you ask? Well, the mastermind behind it all. The absolute dick of a guy who manages to speak thousands of languages, receive clients who come here to fuck us, from all over the world. He gets himself into all kinds of shit. Shit that backfires on us most of the time. The girls here are no older than 30. After that, you're either killed or married off. Well, this is my life and morning has awoken. Let's await the next dick to fuck me without my permission.