At 8:00 p. m., at the Estencell Hotel.
Micaela Noboa's eyelids were heavy, she struggled to open her eyes and say something, but she couldn't get the slightest strength out of them.
A familiar woman's voice sounded nearby....
-Damn woman! Mom, I really hate her! Why did you adopt her? You should have left her on the street!
-Well, Adriana, stop complaining, she'll get what she deserves! She won't stand in your way anymore.
-Mom, why do so many men like her face? I'm nothing less than her!
-No doubt it's because of that face that looks just like her mother's! Come on, let's get out of here.
***
Micaela struggled to open her eyes to see the white ceiling, after examining the surroundings, she assumed she was in the hotel, but what was clear to her was that those two had already left.
Probably Micaela was the only person in the world who had been drugged and sent to a hotel by her own aunt. How ironic!
He stood up stiffly leaning his arms on the bed, but suddenly the dizziness made him wish he could go home immediately and lie down on his squishy bed....
But no, he had to get out of there as soon as possible!
She had a mess in her head, she only remembered that she was in her room, when Adriana gave her a glass of water that tasted like alcohol, and then she woke up here.
Micaela wanted to stand up, but as soon as she did she fell down again. With great difficulty she finally reached the door, pulled on it and unconsciously stepped back....
On the other side of the door was a man in a coleres shirt, passing through the door.
Mr. Gallo?
The shameless middle-aged man who very often looked at her so strangely and annoyed her?
He had almost no hair left on his head, he had a pot belly, on top of that he wore a super thick gold chain around his neck, he gave off a whole air of nouveau riche!
The moment he saw Micaela, he was impressed.
"Madre mia mia, what a hottie we have here!".
The girl's face was pale, just like her little mouth, her eyes, a little lost and a little wet, long hair in a bun, and with a slender figure, she expressed a kind of morbid beauty.
Mr. Gallo got horny just looking at Micaela.
-Hey, beautiful, have you come to greet me? I'm Mr. Gallo, remember me?
With that, he quickly approached the door.
Micaela tried to dodge when the other one pounced on her, but the dizziness slowed her down and she was stopped by Mr. Gallo, who smiled mischievously.
-How good you smell! I was told that the adopted niece of the Elvira family gives off an addictive scent, apparently it's true!
-Let go of me!
Micaela struggled, but the man's fat hands did not move. Micaela suddenly remembered the hairpin she wore on her head, then quickly yanked it out and stuck it into Mr. Gallo's arm....
Mr. Gallo only felt a fragrant scent as he let go of his hair, and before he could enjoy it any more, a sharp pain shot through his arm, making him jerk his arm unconsciously.
Micaela fell unsteadily to the ground and her hairpin went flying far away.....
Mr. Gallo gritted his teeth and shot a look of rage.
-Damn you, you're stubborn! Do you think you can hurt me with your strength?
With that, Mr. Gallo took a step forward, ignoring the blood on his arm.
Micaela felt a bit of fear as she tried to get up, but could only brace her hands on the floor and step back, her mind in chaos trying to think of a way to break her blockade and leave the room....
-Mr. Gallo, please, behave yourself....
Micaela wanted to angrily reprimand him, but his voice did not command.
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