"Chi è lei? Come è entrata qui? ( Who is she? How did she get into here? )," the guy mumbled, nudging her body against his black nasty shoe.   The sudden sound at the front porch, drew the attention of the two men messing with girls inside.

While shaking every limb of her body to the beat of the music, Veronica moved to the middle row, where a pair of black eyes caught her sight.As much of his skin she can perceive, was covered in tattoos. Even his right brow was tattooed. This guy seemed obsessed with the tattoo to her.There were two more guys with blue eyes beside him. Everyone had their own aura encircling them. As his black eyes met with her, a chill crawl down to her spine. She averted her eyes away from him and concentrate back on her job.When she reached near him, she expected her to touch her body, but he didn't. Even none of the three even looked at her once. This was her first time being rejected by three handsome lads at the same time in the strip club.She moved past them to other customers. All were touching her but she couldn't remove her eyes from Orion, who seems did some magic on her. Orion noticed being followed by a nasty whore. He hates whores, they sell their existence just for money.But when his

Orion's gaze still fixed on Veronica. He didn't even care to notice, how they were being threatened by a petty dealer.Fergus got a bit panicked as Maze's life was at risk. He wanted to think calmly, but his chaotic thoughts were storming inside him.Meanwhile, Imogen sprawled on his seat, comfortably picking up a glass of whisky and taking a light sip from the glass, "Hmmm..nice" He complimented the liquor and put it back to its place."Don't force me to give you a painful death." He darted coldly at Fausto.His relaxed posture made both Maze and Fergus confused. But it was seriously affecting Fausto. Maze could feel how his hands were shaking in fear. "You can't do anything now. Or else I will kill her," Fausto tried to sound confident, but his faltered voice was enough to prove how fearful he was. Maze really get impressed by Imogen's way of handling things. If her life wasn't in jeopardy now, then she would have enjoyed the whole situation.But seeing her life has no importance

Veronica got up when the feign morning sunshine hit her skin, blinking and rubbing for a while, she cracked open her eyes and looked at the large pendulum ticking on the wall. It was already 8:30 of the morning. Rolling over the bed, she got up and looked down at her. She was still in her bikini and covered with Orion's jacket, that he lend her last night.

◒ Maze ◒