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It was almost midnight at East bay. There was not a single soul in sight except for the crickets bargaining at a high pitch.A glowing figure emerged from the darkness, easily identified by anyone who knew her, as Nicky."At least leaving those God forsaken motherfuckers is better than playing humble.” She heaved a sigh of relief. She had the habit of rubbing her neck constantly. It was an act that brought to one's notice the new heart tattoo she had got on her twenty third birthday.She kept walking, creating a pattern to the ears on every step with her boots, wearing a victorious smile.She had left home after a rough argument with her parents who wouldn’t let her be. Nicky felt finally free, she had always wanted things to go her way.She kept walking, possessing a step which made her backside wobble, as she was well endowed and always a subject among men whenever she passed by.As she walked along the path, she got drawn to the music coming from a near-by club.“That’s more like it

Luckily enough, they permitted a visual of a swollen stomach before blackout, which he never seemed to realize until then.The next day, reality dawned on Ken as he fully remembered, all that had happened.He kept on looking at the motionless body of Nicky, fixed with various life support machines, multiple fluids injected into her skin.At first he felt sympathetic, readjusted his pillow and took another glance, reflecting about his kind of life. It was far tougher to be with a baby if he cared to admit. He had a rough life to live. Ken led a dangerous life.From the various gang parole, to the various attacks they kept on planning just to keep up the business of dealing with rival gangs. "I have to be there to maintain the business." Ken warned himself."Goddammit I shouldn't have drank that stuff." He kept on lamenting quietly to himself, pounding his fist against the guard rails of the ho

Back at Maribel street.Commotion stirred up in Ken's apartment as noises were heard, no one dared to intervene, to avoid bloodshed. It was a regular occurrence. It had begun shortly after Ben’s arrival.Ben got to the main entrance. He was sweating all over, pacing from side to side. He thought in fear what to do or say. “Ho shit, damn it, God help me.” Ben begged and bowing to no one in particular.“Get in here at once!” Screamed Ken through a speaker hidden somewhere at the main entrance.Ken had the compound wired round with CCTV cameras and hidden speakers, he paid utmost attention to security fails.“Shit.” Ben freaked out almost losing balance. The doors opened revealing Ken in a black T-shirt as he, sat backing Ben at a corner of the room.The living room had expensive furniture all over, a center table littered with packets of c

The premise became visible to Nicky. Two duplexes stood firmly beside a garage. She began to take in the vicinity. From the colorful and well designed pool to the fleet of cars parked, the fountain which stood at the center, and the colorful flowers."Gosh." She stood perplexed, moved by material things. She had fallen in love again."This bastard is freaky rich!" Nicky spoke, still lost in thought.The waiting driver had sensed the need to intervene as it was seeming clear that his client was basically hypnotized. He drove closer and honked his horn, jolting Nicky back to reality.

The den seemed to have added a new look as a large swimming pool was built in front of it. The gate was heavily guarded but Nicky was wise enough to play the bad girl part, she rolled up her sleeves, knotted her T-shirt, she wore a revealing crop Jacket, giving a view of her flattened belly. She got a cigarette and chewed gum excessively. All these attribute coupled with the right behavior granted her an access.   She took on a cool spot and sat at a corner of the bar, sipping her drink. She watched the naked whores moving their body to the rhythmic flow of the music as lust-filled men drooled. Men drinking and laughing out loud, boys and girls rocking on the dance floor. Nicky hadn’t fully regained her health, she felt dizzy and covered her head with the pull over from her jacket and slept not bothered by the loud vibrations coming from the speakers.    She had a dream, finding herself among Ken’s entourage in style, she had her choice