VINCE'S ROOM
"Arrgh!"
Vince yelled as he smashed the flower vase and lamp to the ground, watching them shatter violently.
Fuming, he grabbed a cigarette from the pack, lit it, and began smoking heavily.
Just then, the door creaked open.
A very beautiful girl stepped in, holding a bucket and a mop. Her hands trembled.
"G-good morning, sir," she stuttered.
Vince rose from the couch and walked toward her. Before she could react, he pulled her roughly to himself.
A gasp escaped her lips.
He leaned in to kiss her, but she kept dodging him, fear written all over her face. Her resistance only fueled his anger.
With a hard slap, he shoved her onto the couch. As he tore at her clothes, she struggled helplessly.
Just as he was about to force himself on her-
"STOP!"
A fist connected with his face, sending him stumbling backward.
"Come back to your senses, Vince!" Rhoda yelled, her eyes blazing.
She glared at him in disgust.
"Have you completely lost your mind? Were you about to rape a slave? So you're tired of screwing your bitches now?"
Vince said nothing.
"You are unbelievable," she spat.
Turning to the terrified girl, she snapped, "Get out. Now."
The girl scrambled to her feet and ran out of the room in tears, clutching her torn clothes.
Rhoda shook her head in anger and walked out.
Vince stood still, rage and shame battling on his face.
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CURLY'S POV
Ugh! This dress is too short.
I groaned in frustration, tugging at the fabric nervously. I felt exposed... uncomfortable.
I would have preferred my own clothes, but I wasn't ready to die yet-not without finding answers to the questions burning inside me.
I stepped out of the room and met Sara waiting.
"Wow," she said softly, checking me out. "You're beautiful."
"Huh?" I replied awkwardly.
"Oh-sorry if I made you uncomfortable," she apologized quickly.
"It's okay," I muttered, nodding.
"What's your name?" she asked.
"Curly."
"Welcome to WAN Empire, Curly," she said gently.
I didn't know whether to laugh or cry.
What the hell is WAN Empire? I screamed inwardly.
"Don't worry," she added, almost like she could read my thoughts. "With time, you'll understand."
When we reached the kitchen, Sara bowed slightly.
"Ma'am Zara, we are here."
"What's your name?" Zara asked.
"Curly," I answered softly.
"Sara, take Curly to Vince's house. Tell her what to do and return immediately."
"Yes, ma'am," Sara replied.
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"We're here," Sara said as we stopped in front of a large house.
She turned to leave. "I have to go now."
"Okay," I murmured.
Taking a deep breath, I knocked on the door.
No response.
I heard crashing sounds inside-glass shattering.
Hesitantly, I pushed the door open.
Inside stood a young, handsome man smoking. The living room was a mess.
"G-good morning," I greeted.
Instead of answering, he grabbed me and pulled me to himself.
I gasped, my heart pounding violently.
He tried to kiss me, but I struggled and turned my face away.
No... I can't let this happen. This isn't how I planned my first kiss.
Suddenly, he slapped me and pushed me onto the couch. My clothes tore as I fought back, but he was too strong.
Is this how I'm going to lose my virginity?
Just as despair took over-
A punch landed on his face.
"Come back to your senses, Vince!" a woman yelled.
"Get a hold of yourself! Were you about to rape a slave?" she continued angrily.
Her words stung deeply.
Slave.
It hurt-but she had saved me.
"Hey you, get out!" she snapped at me.
I didn't wait.
Clutching my torn clothes, I ran out of the house, tears blurring my vision.