Nung Sinimulan Ko To Walang Naniniwala Novels & Stories

His stern voice, low and menacing, whispered into my ear like a death sentence: “Open your eyes and look at the garbage and sewage beneath this shiny city. If you were born into a poor family, you’d have a gambling father and a p.rostitute mother. They’d sell you to a nightclub after your first period, then take the money and leave you to die. You’d spend your life in a dark, filthy nightclub, where the manager would f.uck you in the name of discipline before you even got your first guest. They’d inject you with drugs, and you’d be dependent on them. If you died, they’d dump your body in an alley filled with filth, waiting for the garbage man to clean you up.”

Her voice shaky but they feel she mean every of her words. "You realize what ya, saying right." Leone snapped " I appreciate your concern. But I didn't expect you to stoop so low to helping us. " She continued as she sniff, get eyes itching her cause of the bugs she was feeling underneath her brows. "You want us to flee, so you can be seen like you helped us? Or so we can believe you are too generous..? " Kyla added, more like an insult to Leone who scoff. " See Kyla. You need to know what you are getting into. Employment without payment and nothing of assurance is really a---"