pte
a's
e the ground should open and swallow me or I should even disappear into thin air. I felt like I knew what he would ask in exchange of what I want
ning me in a tight corner, I've got no other c
rance wasn't even hidden for a moment. He looked up at
en spearing w another glance,
d could h
rud
muttered hoping he would easily obliged. The sly smirk th
er and i arched to clear it off with a punch. I clenched my jaw, fight
hatred flashing in his eyes, "then you won't get the advance payment."
aster is this? How do
f , ashamed and defeated and hating myself for being in this situation. Finally, I turned and left his office and retu
last an eternity. I felt exhausted both physically and emotionally. My feet ached from standing all day and my head was pounding from the noise of the bar. Damn! I feel li
e remarks and even trying to grab me as I passed b6. I did my best to deflect thier advance
my trouble would start tomorrow. I made my way to the back room and grabbed m
nded the cor
f relief. She made her way to the back room to grab her things, ea
d down my mouth therefore stopping whatever noise I was going to make and I muffled under the hand. I felt myself being p
am, or I'll
sound. Instead, I focused on the hand on her mouth. It was sw
ever escape. My attacker pushed me against the wall, his hand clamped over my mouth. He leaned i
kind of game
n's grip. I twisted and turned, using my body weight to
his hand slip a
y, I took the opportunity to dart away, my feet pounding against the pavement as I ran. I didn'
artment. I didn't know if the man was following me o
n't dare
leaned against it, my body sh
my worser?" I mumbled
Ive heard stories of women who had been attacked, only to be dismissed or even blamed f