Sold for a night

She was sitting nervously on the edge of bed crying bitterly. The worst happenings were invading her brain that could might happen to her. Her anxiety started to reach its peak as her hands turned cold and she started shivering with the hiccups. She no more cared about her makeup which was now getting ruined by the constant flow of tears on her cheeks, leaving behind the mark as they trailed down her neck. 

The door suddenly opened and she looked up at the invader, out of shock. 

He was a middle aged man, in his late thirties. With light stubble beard which also had some white hairs in them. His head was a little bald from front and he wore a grey suit. His eyes were dark brown and looked rather scary. 

The frown on his forehead indicate the seriousness of his attitude and the dominancy he inflicted upon her. 

He took large steps towards her and closed the door in process with his left hand. 

"Who are you?" She mumbled