Secret Feelings

Chapter Four - Both sides

Both sides

I took in the appearance of the lady standing at the opposite doorway with a perfectly manicured hand on her hip.
Caramel complexion, black frizzy hair and she had a white robe on, which exposed her cleavages.

I crossed my arms on my chest.
"I have no choice, I need to get out of here."

She approached me, swaying her hips seductively.
"I'm sure you wouldn't like to see yourself covered in your blood."
Her eyes were twinkling in amusement.
She smiled and grabbed my hand pulling me along with her.

"Come on let's go,and you're the new girl. Am I right?"

I nodded with a small smile.
She did seem nice.
"Kira."

"Well I'm Nica, I'm here to help you get comfortable. Sorry for my delay, I was engaged in something."  she said with a glint of mischievousness in her eyes.

"Your name isn't familiar to me."

She stopped in front of another door, pushing it open.
"It's actually short for Veronica."

Once we stepped in, all I saw were a few people sitting at a table engaging in a conversation and I heard songs playing from different angles.

I quickened my pace so I could meet up with her avoiding the stare I got from some people.
"Can I ask a question?"
I asked her with hope of getting a yes and I wasn't disappointed.

"Sure."
We climbed up two flight of stairs and took a turn by the left, it was a big hallway with numerous doors, about twenty five.
This place was huge.

"I would like to know what kind of job I'll be doing here, cleaning, serving or cooking which kind."

She stopped walking and stared at me for sometime, as if she was looking for something.
Then suddenly burst out into laughter.
"Cooking, you're seriously funny."

I frowned.
"I'm not being funny here, I was kidnapped, brought to this place and I don't know why.
The annoying part is that no one is telling me anything and I have like a thousand questions going through my head. Now you're laughing, seriously, this isn't funny."

Her face became serious.
"So you really don't know what you're here to do."

I rolled my eyes.
"No, that's why I'm asking."

She fiddled with the belt of her robe and I was hoping it wouldn't come loose, since she was nude underneath.
"I don't know how to say this, but you're here as a C.S.W."

I stared at her.
"What does that mean."

"You're here as a hooker." She blurted out in a whisper.

My eyes widened in shock and disbelief.
"A sex worker."

"Yeah." She quickly said and grabbed my hand, pulling me
down the hall.

I retracted my hand from her grip, causing her to stop and turn back to me.
"I can't do that, won't do it and will never do it."

She chuckled nervously.
"Darling, you don't really have a choice."

I gritted my teeth in disgust.
"Yes I do, I've decided. I'm not becoming a slut here."

She sighed and forced a small smile.
"Just follow me,you don't have to start f**king immediately, you can be a stripper, a teaser or just serve drinks."

I'm not doing any of that but I could serve drinks.
Hell I didn't even want to be here.
She pushed open a door at the end of the hall, it had F2 on it.
We stepped in.