Chapter 1 Unfortunate Life

• The music playing in the background was seductive, enticing, and enveloping. The main idea was to attract the customer, hook them, and make them spend all the money they had brought with them that night. The girls were more than willing to please any man, as long as they paid the exorbitant sum of money that Otto demanded for each of them.
• And if any of them refused to comply with their boss's requests, then the one who resisted would pay the price for their disobedience. For Otto or any other customer, these girls were only sexual objects that could be used for sex and pleasure, and nothing more... they were a lucrative business that filled the owner's bank accounts.
• A fierce blue-eyed gaze settled on the dance of a thin young woman with cinnamon skin, she was performing erotic movements to the point of becoming obscene around a shiny metal pole. The girl was dressed only in lace panties that matched the bra, and impressive heels covered in hundreds of sparkling rhinestones.
• The man watching her wondered, How the hell did she manage to dance so well in those high heels? He looked at her a little more, waiting for her charming dance to end. Despite being vulgar, it couldn't be denied that it was exciting. And well, the truth was that he was not made of stone. Despite her dancing very well and being able to lift the soul of a dying man, he remained focused on what she was doing. It was more profitable for him.
• "You seem quite interested in that girl, L.C. Tell me, do you desire her?" A man sits without permission in the empty chair at his table, causing him to clench his jaw tightly. That really annoyed him. "Come on, man, don't be shy. If you want her, you just have to talk to me."
• Suddenly a nine-millimeter was pressed under the man's chin who was talking non-stop, the sound of the gun's safety clicked, causing Otto's bodyguards to be on alert.
• "Calm down, calm down..." Otto says, swallowing hard, for a moment the music stopped and with it the young woman who was dancing.
• "When did I say you could sit down?" L.C's strong voice resonated in that place, drawing the attention of the other customers.
• "Come on, calm down... I'll stand up if that's what you want."
• L.C removes the gun and finally lets go of Otto. The man runs a hand over his neck, while swallowing hard again. He straightens his suit a bit and then orders the show to continue.
• "You're very stubborn, L.C, you should improve that temper of yours."
• "I'll buy her!"
• "What are you saying?" He looks at him sternly.
• "The girl," he replies, watching the young woman's dance. "This month, I'll take the cinnamon-skinned one." Otto smiles broadly, that was all he wanted to hear.
• "You have a good eye, she just arrived yesterday... I hadn't put her to work properly yet, but since you're taking her, she'll have plenty of work with you," he laughs heartily, but doesn't get a response from the man in front of him.
• "Are you going to sell her, or keep talking shit?"
• "Of course! Of course! I'll sell her to you. This is her price," he presents a paper showing her price, L.C looks up after seeing such an amount.
• The blue-eyed gaze of the dark-haired man settles on Otto's, who seemed to be sweating like a damn pig. And that was in that place, where the cold was insane.
• "Are you trying to cheat me, Otto?" He sharpens his gaze, causing the brunette to swallow more saliva, wipe his forehead with a handkerchief, and half smile.
• "Why would you say that?"
• "That girl is not worth this amount, do you want to make a fool out of me?"
• "She... she is new, you must understand that..."
• "Is she a virgin?" The seriousness of his client's face was grave, Otto thought he would die right there if he kept lying.
• "No, she's not..."
• "Did you rape her?"
• "No one has touched her, I swear. The doctor examined her, she was no longer a virgin. I swear," he quickly replied, trying to escape death.
• “I will only pay half of what you ask for.”
• “But...” L.C stands up, imposing his authority, “Yes, yes, of course. Let's do business with half.”
• L.C turns around, disappearing behind the heavy velvet red curtains. Otto, seeing him leave, releases the damn held breath. Suddenly, Santino, L.C.'s right-hand man, appears behind the same curtains. He was a muscular and intimidating guy, but not as much as his boss. With the reputation he had, it was very difficult for anyone to mess around.
• “Santino!” Otto greets him with a mocking smile.
• “Here is your payment,” He leaves a silver briefcase on the table, “Get the girl off the stage immediately. I'll be back for her in 5 minutes.”
• He opens the briefcase, revealing rows of bills of a single denomination stacked inside.
• “It would be easier if they made transfers to me,” Otto smiles with a dangerous glint in his eyes.
• “4 minutes,” He adds, maintaining seriousness in his gaze.
• Santino turns around, heading towards the dressing rooms where he usually picked up the girl his boss bought every month.
• “Otto, one of these days L.C. will end up killing you. That guy is very dangerous, he didn't care that all of us threatened to kill him if he did anything to you “one of the guards tells him.
• “He is the best customer this damn and putrid place can have, since L.C. became a regular customer, I have had better income. You damn bitches hardly attract the public, but with that guy's income, I make a good profit.
• “What do you want me to do now?
• “Get the girl off the stage who is dancing, and tell Serena to come out and do her damn job well this time, or she'll get her damn ass whipped tonight.
• Otto looked at the silver briefcase in front of him and smiled openly, he had been waiting for that sale all month. He was very sure that L.C. would like the new one. He always took the new girls, he was the first to bid on them. The others only paid to fuck them and nothing more, he was the only one privileged enough to take them and not bring them back.
• What he did with the girl was not his damn problem... but he assumed it was nothing good. Really, the only thing that mattered to Otto was that she would come back monthly for a new one of his little whores.
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• Trembling with fear and shedding tears non-stop, the young woman who had been bought minutes before stood while Serena wiped away her tears and cleaned her face blackened by running mascara.
• “You must stop crying, you won't get anything good if you keep crying, understand? “The brunette girl encouraged her to change her attitude, she knew well what happened to the girls who cried non-stop.
• “I just want to go home.” She replied amidst tears.
• “Girl, we all want the same thing here. But once these damn pigs catch us, there's nothing more we can do. Don't think there's a superhero on the street rescuing girls.
• “But I... “She starts to tremble.
• “Enough! “Serena is forced to slap the girl, if they caught her screaming like a fool, they would both get beaten “Damn it, stop crying or these damn bastards will whip us.
• The young girl caressed her cheek as she hiccupped, still looking at the floor. Serena looks at her and feels sorry for her, she knew she would never see the poor soul again. She had barely arrived the night before, and she was already being sold to the highest bidder. Possibly her life would be more miserable than all the others in that hell endured daily.