Chapter 3

She had only a few minutes left and the man had stopped looking at her... It was perhaps good news but the young woman felt a little disappointed... 

He was beautiful...and...

"No Annabelle, get a grip. He's probably that kind of rich kid who wants a platonic story. And besides you have a boyfriend..." intimated a voice in her head. She would have liked to answer her that she had never seen this boyfriend but she remembered that it was her, who had taken the decision to be in a relationship with him... What was wrong with her? Kara was right. Her life was really complicated...

" Your client is coming, mi cara."

Annabelle turned in confusion to Hailey who had just spoken as she came to face her... My client? What client? What does he look like?

" What client are you talking about?"

" Who else would I be talking about? That shady man who sells you his bad stuff..."

Annabelle's heart leapt in her chest as she could see a man coming into her discretion with a cigarette in his mouth and two drinks in his hand... She did not feel this man... And she knew particularly well that her sister was good at getting into trouble... She didn't even know his name. What the hell was that all about?

" Eyy, my doll." Said the man while coming to put himself beside her. 

Annabelle swallowed while making a short smile to the man already looking for what she was going to say to him before leaving an excuse to get rid of him...

" And that is for you. "

While saying that, he put down one of the two glasses in front of the young woman. 

" For me? This is... Well, this is... "

Was she going to drink it? She should... Surely her sister was used to drinking with him. She took the glass with a trembling hand as the man crushed his cigarette. He was a bit old and fat... With the profile of a real street dealer.

" Thank you." she thought before tasting it with the tip of her tongue.

She grimaced. It was strong alcohol... She didn't know what it was...

" It is a new variety of Vodka? You don't like vodka anymore? I thought it was your favorite." He said in his gruff voice.

" It is my favorite but... I'm...not in the mood to drink tonight." She said, putting the glass down.

" Do not make your holy Nitouche, Annabella. And drink it."

Annabelle was suddenly afraid despite the presence of the people around them. Hailey was on the other side of the bar and was serving customers. She wanted to run away but she was a big girl and she would have to deal with this on her own without anyone's help... She thought for a moment how Annabella would react to such a situation before rolling her eyes and saying...

" I'm not in the mood, buddy. What don't you understand?"

She had said this with an authoritative tone that surprised her before throwing an evil glance towards the man...

" Sorry, sorry, okey... I wanted to please you and this is how you repay me. At least take a sip."

" Give me a break, will you? I'll see you tomorrow... I'm busy at the moment."

" Just a little sip, Annabella. And I'll leave you alone."

She grabbed the glass and took a sip. Before giving the glass back to the man and sticking it to his chest. She felt proud of herself...

" Now, leave me alone. "

She suddenly felt an unpleasant spasm running through her body. She clutched at her chair... What was that? The next second, a whole bunch of similar reactions occurred in her body... It was like... 

" So... Do you like it?"

It was the man against her ear. She instantly began to suspect him... She never drank alcohol in her life, but she'd had too small an amount to make her drunk or something... There's... Unless...

" Did you put something in my drink?"

" Just that little syrup you like so much." He said, putting his hand on her thigh.

And shit... Annabelle began to panic internally. She felt herself losing control of reality. She desperately looked back at Hailey who...had disappeared.

Hailey, where are you? She couldn't speak. Her mouth was dry. He had drugged her and she felt like something was going to happen to her. There were so many people around her but she was sure none of them would help her. Her sister was a hater... So she would surely end up at the whim of this disgusting man...

She felt his hands wander over her thigh. She removed it with a superhuman effort and opened her mouth but no words came out. She saw him get up before taking her arm and forcing her to get up. The young woman pulled her arm from his with some difficulty. She glanced at the people near her but none of them seemed to be interested in her.

" Come with me, you do not even imagine since the time I wait for this moment..." He whispered against her ear.

" No...n... let go... Help." She said in a voice hardly audible while she struggled not to sink under the effect of the drug.

" Shhh. No one is going to rescue you. You're just relaxing... In a few seconds you'll be horny, hot and...offered to me..."

It was sickening... Annabelle wanted to cry. Her body let go of her but she already imagined the horror which was going to follow. No! No question of following him... However, the man pulled her by the arm and as her body was already weakened by the drug, she let herself be. On the verge of despair, she gave a desperate look to her stranger on the other side of the room... 

***

Hamish frowned incredulously. She was surely in danger... Her look... He was far away from her but the look was surely a call for help... However, there were people around her if it was a cry for help someone would surely have rescued her... He sighed and gave up trying to figure out what was wrong with her. He took another fry between his lips and chewed it gently. However, his mind was racing. He had seen when she had pushed his hand away from her thigh. However, the man's hand had been on it for quite some time. He must have said something to her that she didn't like. Maybe it was even a couple... A couple that was arguing. The thought made Hamish's heart ache... It was the first time that a woman liked him so much without even talking to her...

" It's almost time to leave, your majesty..."

" Well."

Was he really going to leave without seeing her? He had to. He could come back the next day but... He suddenly saw her frightened look again... It was really a cry for help. He got up from his chair and walked briskly past the path they had taken a few seconds ago. There were a lot of corridors and he took one at random. But they did not see them. He returned to the starting point feeling panicked and quickly took the second corridor. There was the toilet at the end where voices came to him... 

" Remove me this fucking panties..." A gruff and threatening voice came to him.

He hoped to arrive in time. Without thinking, he ran to the door and shouted...

" Let her go, immediately. "

He charged at him and grabbed him violently by the back. He pushed him on the other side of the room before looking at the young woman collapsed against ground. As weakened...

" Who are you?" Asked the aggressor with violence. 

He was certainly not her boyfriend. The man took something out of his pocket and Hamish saw by the shiny object that it was a small knife. He gave a small smile as he prepared to correct him for the mistake he had just made.

It was him... She was sure of it... It was the same voice as before. He had come to her rescue... He had understood her misfortune. The young woman felt saved... However, she was not yet out of trouble. This bastard had given him an exciting. In strong quantity... She had... Terribly wanted to fuck. It was intense and she was in heat. She began to touch herself and instantly began to think about the stranger. 

It was not the time... She was aware of it but it was stronger than her. She wanted to fuck... 

After what seemed like an eternity, someone took her and lifted her from the ground. She struggled to stand.

" Miss Annabella."

She opened her eyes and saw that it was her savior... How did he know her name? Her name. Let's say her sister's was soft between her lips... She looked around in terror and saw that her attacker had left. She looked at him again. He had a small wound on his cheek. She touched it weakly.

" Is everything all right? What did he do to you...? "

His voice had such a sweetness... A sweetness that made her feel moved.  She closed her eyes... The drug was growing in her body. It was no longer an unpleasant sensation... It was just the opposite. 

" I'm fine..." she whispered.

" Come... Sit down..."

He led her to a nearby chair. He took off his jacket and passed it to her...

" Let me take you home?" he offered gently.

" No..." She said hastily.

There was Kara and Carl... And... She really didn't want to go home. Not in this state.

" You can't stay here."

" So just... Take me with you..." She said, looking up at him.

He was so beautiful. And his mint smell... He was... Simply breathtaking... Annabelle made a smile in corner. She did not recognize herself anymore... It was surely the effect of the drug... 

" Annabella..."

" How do you know my name?"

" The box on your uniform. Annabella Moreaud."

The young woman looked at the small box on which was engraved her sister's name.

" Stop calling me like that."

" What should I call you?"

Annabelle... she wanted to say but she didn't.

" Anna."

" Anna? "

She answered yes with a shake of her head.

" What did he give you, Anna? Is he your boyfriend?"

" He drugged me.... A strong dose of an exciting drug. And no, I don't... Just an acquaintance."

She looked down, shyly. This man was going to put her through hell tonight and she was going to have a word with her sister... 

" I'll get you some water... "

" No, don't leave me alone." She said, holding on to him.

" I have to help you calm down, Anna. You are in heat..."

He had noticed. That's good. And so much the worse, too... She was drugged enough to do the irreparable.

" I don't need a glass of water. I need a cock. Yours more precisely. "