LISA
May 11th 2018
I place the sign on the door as Chad had requested. Directing them to the South Wing of the club. I lock the doors with minutes to spare before the men start casually walking in off the streets.
Demanding a quicky before work.
In all honesty,
I thought Chad would've bitten my head off after I had told him to start treating the girls with a bit more respect. It's fucking nerve-racking watching him treat them like utter shit.
No women has the right to go to work. Just to be degraded by their piece of shit boss. No matter what line of work they're in.
Like I've said before...
And I'll keep on saying it on repeat like a broken record...
Chad's a fucking dog with a needle dick that needs its foreskin removed.
He wonders why it never worked out with Rachel. Like it was rocket science and it was her fault for why he couldn't keep it in his pants.
"Hey, Mal." I take a seat next to her.
"Hey...." She says, sighing.
Obviously not in the mood to talk. But I don't care and spark up a conversation with her anyway.
"You okay?"
The poor soul looks like she's carrying the world on her shoulders and it's becoming unbearable for her to continue doing so..
For a kid her age she should still be in school graduating this year. Makes me wonder why she's been here all this time.
"Yup.."
She sits there spinning her phone on the table watching it go around and around.
"You wanna talk about it?"
"Nope.." She shakes her head.
"Well.... We can either sit here and talk about what's bothering you. Or, you can go around and gather all the toys and clean them."
I cringe just thinking about it.
She looks at me and screws up her pretty little face feeling the same.
I raise my hands...
"Chad's doing babe. He's not happy that you brought this Amar man to his front door."
I watch her phone spin around on the table once more.
"I didn't know he was following me. I didn't even know who he was until Chad told me." She says as she leans back in her chair
"I turned eighteen three days ago and now I belong to him until he says otherwise or until I pay him back in full." She looks at me with tears in her eyes.
I sigh....
No wonder why she's in the dumps. I would be too if I had someone like Amar hot on my tracks.
"Has he threatened you or forced you to do anything against your will?"
She looks at me with a 'What-do-you-think-genius?' expression written all over her face.
"Yeah... Stupid question."
I shake my head feeling like a complete dumbarse.
"Do you have any idea how you're going get his money you owe him?"
I dont bother asking her how deep her debt runs.
Even,
a monkey would know Amar Diamandis wouldn't run around town chasing chump change.
"I had this brilliant idea where I enlisted online and signed a contract to auction my virginity off."
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