Chapter 1 Filth

• Maybe I shouldn't have paid attention to Ariana, I can't understand what I'm doing in this place. She only told me it was an exclusive club and in my stupid innocence, I thought she was talking about a place where people came to drink and flirt. What an idiot!
• I've been cleaning rooms all night that smell of essential oils, mixed with the scent of sweat and sex. Although I've never done it, I recognize the smell. I'm a virgin, but not an idiot. I've been to many parties where people get carried away by emotions, but I never knew these kinds of places existed. Ariana never explained to me that I would be working in a sex club, let alone that I would have to clean the rooms before the next couple or group used them.
• So here I am, cleaning secretions, emptying trash cans full of condoms, sterilizing or changing sex toys, changing sheets, cleaning latex games, and perfectly conditioning each room, for which I have five to ten minutes. So I've been running all night. I haven't actually seen anything because I have hands"free headphones through which they inform me which room to enter."
• "What are you doing, idiot?" I feel a body hit me hard. I look up and see a redhead girl with incredibly silky and beautiful hair. She is much taller and thinner than me, looking at me as if I were stupid."I hope you don't plan on bumping into me again. It seems they have lost quality in selecting cleaning staff in this place." Damn snob! I feel like punching her in the face, but instead, I lower my gaze and apologize.
• "Excuse me, miss. It won't happen again," I say in a low voice. I don't want to get into trouble on my first day of work. The first thing they told us is that we had to be invisible all night, and of course, I go and bump into the most unpleasant person in the place.
• "Of course it won't happen again. You won't be working here again," I hold my breath. What they pay me for an hour here, I usually earn by working almost all day. Despite how stressed and uncomfortable I feel, I need the money.
• "Miss, I assure you I didn't mean to bother you. Please, I need the job," I beg, feeling a burning sensation in my stomach from having to plead with this idiot.
• "Dear, let it go. Don't forget why we came here. Luka Meyers is the only thing you should worry about," the girl smiles, leans in, and kisses the guy in front of me. Their mouths move calmly, but the kiss seems so erotic that I feel my nipples harden. The woman reaches for the man's crotch, he lifts her against the hallway wall, spreads her legs, unzips his pants, and penetrates her in front of me, who hasn't managed to take a single step because of how surprised I am.
• "Yes! Harder!" I hear her whisper, and the man moves faster. I can't believe it."Do you like what you see?" The girl looks at me as she speaks, then lifts her head and bangs it against the wall, moaning again.
• Lowering my head and moving away from the place, I am a little distracted, I hear the number of the new room I have to go to, I feel very hot, I move as stealthily as possible, I was assigned to the private rooms area, each of them serves for a special aspect and there are also two large rooms.
• "New girl, room thirteen is available, you have ten minutes" I hear the voice of the cleaning supervisor through my headphones, fortunately I have no more problems, I enter the room and clean in less than ten minutes, I take advantage of finishing early to check my phone, I worry that something might happen to my brother and that I may not be available or find out until the next day."
• I hear a loud noise and look at the wall clock in the room, I have to leave, I understand that the supervisor does not take it well if we are caught in a room by someone, we must leave the rooms or halls before the time limit assigned to us.
• I have just finished my first shift and watch my colleagues talking and laughing, I have washed my hands until I am tired, trying to get rid of the detergent smell, I have a scented oil, I apply a little, I put on a short pleated skirt, it's so hot!
• I button up my black blouse and put on my ankle boots, I leave my hair loose because I don't know what I did with the hair tie, I grab my bag and head to the exit, as I walk I look for my phone, I can't find it, I check calmly and return to the changing room, I can't find my phone. What did I do?
• I try to remember the last moment I used it. Damn! Room thirteen, the one with the whirlpool bath, I don't know what to do, I have to get it back, I don't have money to buy another one and above all, they can't find it because I would lose my job immediately.
• I head to room thirteen, hoping it is empty, usually when they are occupied the red light is on and the door is closed, if that's the case, I'll have to wait hidden until it is free and people leave, praying that no one has noticed my phone.
• I'm in luck, I can enter the room; However, I do so cautiously, in case I run into someone from the last service, the one in the early morning that leaves everything ready for the next day.
• The room is in semi"darkness, I smell a strong musky scent, between wood, sandalwood, and something else I can't identify, it's like a unique smell."
• They have left the music on, soft, very subtle, as if inviting you to get intoxicated.
• I look at my phone, it's on a wall next to the bed. How could I forget it? I walk quickly towards where it is, I have to get out of here.
• "Turn around" My hands hang in the air and my breathing quickens."
• A hoarse, low, authoritative voice surprises me, I thought there was no one else in this place. Is it one of the bosses?
• "I said, turn around" My skin tingles and I immediately turn towards the back of the room, where the voice seems to be coming from."