เข้าสู่ระบบLACY Father's excruciating screams were hellish and threatened to break down the four walls of the building. The gash in his head was pumping out a lot of blood soaking up the little carpet in the mildly lit room.The men were arguing over what to do with him. I was the 15-year-old watching from the door with muffled sobs and a shaky body. I was praying to the heavens that they would spare his life. But that prayer got interrupted by a loud gunshot. A bullet went right into Father's brain and he dropped with a thud. “No!!!” My shrieks were endless, and soon I was jumping out of the car seat.“Hey,” Firm hands caught me before I could hit the floor. I frantically grabbed him and he held me closer. Tightly. Just like I needed to be held. My breathing was messy. I was bawling my eyes out into his chest. I'm always this messy when the nightmares hit. I wish I could stop having them. Just how much longer will my past haunt me?“It's okay. You're alright.” He whispered calmly, caressing
LACY “What?” Madam Beatrice asked with wide eyes. She glanced at me with lines of sympathy etched on her face because I was literally tearing up from the corner where I was seated. “I know you heard me and I don't appreciate you making me repeat myself right now. But, I just asked you to give me the girl seated over there for the night.” Cristian —Aaliyah’s Daddy— repeated every word he said a few seconds ago. We're standing in Madam Beatrice's little office. He'd brought me here right after taking off my mask and begging me not to run away from him. He didn't ask me any questions. He just grabbed my hand and brought me here. And now he's demanding that she let him take him. Just about what he did with Madam Janet the first night we met. Why do we keep meeting in such ridiculous situations?“She's not a whore,” Madam Beatrice pointed out. “No, SHE'S NOT.” He said stiffly. From where I was seated, I could see his jaw clenching. “So I can't give her to you for the night. We have g
LACY“Madam Beatrice, I can't do this,” I confessed, still holding the picture of the man who hadn't left my mind since that Christmas night. “What?” Madam Beatrice gasped in disbelief and anger. She was the woman who came to see me at the café. I called her because clearly, I needed the money from the job. But that was before I understood what the job was about. “You're saying you can't steal from him?” She continued in disbelief. “Janet says you're a professional at that. She also said the man knows you. You've been with him one night. She thinks he has a fever for you…”“He doesn't!” “That's not what I heard. From what I heard, he paid a fucking amount to have you. I also heard he's been looking for you. He's searched everywhere for you. Janet didn't want to tell him where to find you.”“Madam Janet doesn't know where to find me during the day.”“Oh, don't be ridiculous.” She laughed, dropping into her seat. “How do you think I found that little café where you work? She gave me
CRISTIAN“…and with this, we get to sign the deal. The Russians are happy. We're a billion dollars richer. It's a win-win for everyone.” Davidson, one of my specialists concluded, pointing at the big projector screen. There were five of us in this room. We've been teeth-deep working sleeplessly for days, trying to come up with an incredible plan for the Russian project. It's a once-in-a-lifetime deal. It's everything I've ever wished for since I ventured into business. It's…gold. It's one fucking jackpot. And God, I've been on it for days. For a week. I've been obsessed with coming up with one hell of a well-detailed structured plan for this deal. The five other men in the room with me are my highly trained specialist who helps come up with these brilliant ideas. We've been brainstorming. I've been canceling out most of their ideas. Because I needed it to be pristinely perfect. “Sir?” One of the other men called me. They all look anxious. They're probably worried that I would canc
LACY I'd give anything to tell her that wasn't the truth. But God knows I'd be lying. Aaliyah's Daddy got to me. In the worst way ever. He got into my head. He made me feel a sense of shame I've never felt about that lifestyle. That's why I hate him so much right now. I really hope I never see him again. The woman seated in front of me smiled coldly and slid a card to me. “Let me know if you change your mind.”She stood, dropped some cash on the table, and left, taking her cold presence with her. I sat a few seconds longer at the table, trying to get myself together. Once I was done with that, I returned the coffee to the counter. “She didn't even take a sip.” Katie gasped. “It's alright. She paid.” I showed her the cash. She tipped me an extra $400. I don't know if that was an upfront payment for the job she wants me to do. Or bribe me into accepting the job. My whole day felt like a depressing spin of endless thoughts. I couldn't stop thinking about the woman from earlier and
LACYI handed over the coffee to the customer with a smile. “Have a good day, Sir.”“You too,” the elderly man who looked like he was in his 60s replied. He nodded at my colleague and walked off. I was at my normal job. I work in a middle-class café. The pay is peanuts and doesn't compare to what I earn from my nightlife.But this job is normal. It gives me the taste of normalcy that I lack in my twisted and fucked up life. It gives me peace of mind. There are no overly horny billionaires ogling at me here. I don't have to endure lewd remarks here. Working here is also a nice way to let off academic steam after each day of stress in school. And to top it all, there's a sweet colleague here who does a lot of talking. Don't get me wrong, I enjoy it. Listening to her keeps me distracted. Keeps me out of my head, the one place I don't want to be. “What do you think I should do, Lacy?” My colleague, Katie, pouted. She's been going on and on about some guy in her Church and how badly s
CRISTIAN “She left?!” Aaliyah was having a hard time digesting the news. Jocey just told her that Lacy left first thing at dawn. “Yes, Ma'am. She said she had some family stuff to attend to. She didn't wanna disturb your sleep. So she pleaded with me to inform you.”“I don't understand. What do y
LACY My fingers quivered as I slowly undid his belt. He was seated on the edge of the bed. I was kneeling between his thighs, while trying to undo his belt. But my fingers wouldn't stop trembling. For some unknown reason, I always feel a bit nervous around him. Not because he's got a hideous look
CRISTIAN“Martha, tell me the truth. Did you take the jewelry box?” Jocey was interrogating the tenth maid and she had the same response as everyone else. “No, Ma'am. I didn't.” The maid replied. I sighed in sheer exasperation. This was getting exhausting. At this point, it was safe to believe th
CRISTIAN “There's your bitch.” Chuck whistled in a direction. We all looked and yeah, Aaliyah just came down the stairs with Lacy. They whispered something to each other and giggled. Lacy headed to the main kitchen while Aaliyah headed to the coffee counter. It's actually at the other end of the







