"miss we are here" the cab driver announced as he stared in the small mirror above his head. The woman in the back seat seems all nervous.She stepped her brown heel Onto the floor. She opened her purse and drew money to pay the driver. She stared at the hotel that was a few kilometers away." you can do this Emma" she tried convincing herself, her heart was beating very fast, she had no idea why she was having a bad feeling.She raised her blue long dress a little to ensure a safe walk. She waddled slowly and nervously, her high heel triggered a little noise as it touches the solid floor.She showed her invitation to the security men and entered the place. The grand hall was in a red decor, her favorite color, the hall was filled with people from the first class. she glanced around but unfortunately, all the faces were new to her. She sighed, why would he invite me on such an occasion. she thought."Well well well, the girl has the nerve to show up at my party"

"am looking for Emma," he said nicely when an unfamiliar face showed up in front of him" am sorry but she isn't here at the moment"the girl rubbed her eyes with a hand, obviously she was asleep.it was too late to receive a visitor." do you know where she is now" she shook her head. She knew nothing, besides Grace just joined the girls after Emma was admitted to Maxwell's house.Collins stared and thank her before departing.He leaned on his car not knowing what to do. He tried her number again but unfortunately, it was off. He rode in his car and made one with the darkness of the night."come have dinner," he said coldly, standing beside the bed with his hand in his pocket." I want to go home," she said stubbornly,This girl is playing hard to get, "come on" he lifted her from the bed and headed downstairs. He is not someone that takes no for answer, Emma was stunned, what is coming over him? does he feel responsible for what happened to her?.She glanced ah

Maxwell is too snobbish, he didn't even look at him."take her away" he ordered with authority.Mr. Clinton was the manager of a hotel that illegally accommodate women for what they had and can offer.Such women were either treated like slaves or as professional prostitutes.Those with the slave tag were forcefully given to men with no gain apart from food."No Max you can't do this to me please it won't happen again. Am sorry please" she pleaded in panic, she was sweating and tearing up at the same time.She didn't know Max would find out this early. How can she live the rest of her life in such a horrible place? how would she survive this sex life?It is unfair to give her body out for the benefit of another.Mountain hotel was well known as the sex hotel among the majority of the elite who spent their weekend enjoying sex with beautiful women.She carried out her plan after the man is out of the country for business so how come he returned

A man strode out of the blue car" why don't you allow me to help you in?" he said with a dirty smile covering his handsome but ugly face.Emma glared around to see whether there was anybody around but all the workers seemed to have departed. She gazed at the man, something was off about him, why was he smiling like crazy.He raised his right hand to touch her shoulder" boom" blood rained from the bullet hole in his hand.He screamed in pain shaking his wounded hand in the air, peering in the direction from which he presumed the bullet might have come.The pain in his eyes turned to terror, the angel of death have manage to catch up with him.Life flew away from his side the moment he choose to look at the beautiful face of Emma.Maxwell was strolling unhurriedly in the rain holding his gun like a god of war as the water dripped from his black hair which had been faded side by side nicely. He was all wet but he seemed to be angrier than wet.The terri

Emma strode out of the bar with a bleeding heart. Why do people always choose to take the short path? not looking out for whoever gets hurt in the process.She was extremely disappointed in Grace. Using her for a bargain was not the role of a good friend but rather a voracious friend.She stared around to check whether there was any cab around.The night was old and getting a cab would be a little tough besides the location of the bar was also not helping.The old-timer's bar is located at the almost end of the city, which is a quiet region.Is Grace that desperate? She wondered what she gained in return. How stupid of her to follow her this far. Now she is stuck.In a twinkle of an eye, a black van pulled over and pulled her in, she was immediately put to sleep the minute they jerked her in. It happened so fast that if people were around, no one would have realized it.The black van headed north. Just after it disappeared into the darkness of the night anot