Chapter 33: ★Whats your name cutie★

    ~Chapter 33~

    Moving further and further away from the estate. The trees grew closer together, casting deep shadows that made it difficult to see.

    The car’s headlights illuminated the winding road, revealing glimpses of the forest’s dense atmosphere.

    Miss Red’s gaze was now fixed on me, her expression unreadable. I tried avoiding her eyes, focusing instead on the passing scenery.

    The car turned a corner, and the trees parted to reveal a narrow clearing that led to the main road.

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    Thirty minutes or close to an hour passed in silence. Miss Red spent the time typing away on her phone or watching videos, her face bathed in the soft glow of the screen.

    I was left to the peace and quiet of the car ride, which I appreciated. The silence was a welcome from the tension and anxiety that had been building inside me.

    Finally, the car slowed to a stop in front of a massive building. The entrance was gleaming with silver doors and a crimson carpet that stretched out like a bloody tongue. A sign above the door was written in bold letters.

    The driver called out, "We’re here," and opened the door for Miss Red. She pocketed her phone into her purse and grabbed my arm. Can’t she just rest with the grabbing?

    "Let’s go," She pulled me out of the car, and I stumbled, my high heels catching on the pavement. Miss Red’s grip tightened, holding me upright, but I struggled to regain my balance as the high, deathly shoes were killing me with every step.

    As we walked closer to the entrance, loud music was thumping through the doors and growing louder, making my heart pound in my chest.

    Two imposing men, stood guard at the entrance, their faces stern. Miss Red pulled out a golden card from her purse and flashed it at them, and immediately, their expressions changed, becoming deferential and respectful.

    Instantly, they pushed the doors open, and the loud music assaulted my ears, making me wince. "Welcome to Club Eclipse," Miss Red said, her voice dripping with excitement, as she pulled me inside with her.

    Her grip on my arm tightened before her excited tone changed with a warning. "A club exclusive for the rich," she whispered in my ear, "so don’t disgrace me."

    The door closed shut behind us, enveloping us in the pulsating music and the sea of bodies. The crowd was huge, with people dressed in more revealing clothes than what I was wearing.

    Nodding to her with a surge of anxiety. This was not my scene. The music was too loud, the crowd too rowdy. And the things I saw... I felt like I had entered a different world.

    Was this the club she was excited to come to? This was, uh, speechless; I didn’t know what to say or think. The loud music and many crowd was making me unfunctional.

    From my view, I saw women dancing on poles, their bodies writhing and twisting in ways that looked impossible.

    Some were half-naked, their breasts exposed, while others wore even less, their bodies gleaming with sweat.

    Shock and shame washed over me, and having to witness this was all too new to me. My eyes scanned over the crowd in horror. This was what Miss Red was so excited about. This chaotic, decadent world? I couldn’t understand it.

    Miss Red must have indirectly sensed my discomfort as she leaned in close, her voice whispering in my ear. "Relax, darling. This is just the beginning of the night. You’ll get used to it."

    But I wasn’t so sure. The things I am seeing... are definitely not something I would like to get used to.

    She pulled me deeper into the club and we pushed through the crowd, dodging bodies and avoiding spilled drinks. The air was thick with the smell of perfume, sweat, and smoke.

    The walls were adorned with glittering silver decorations, and the floor was made of polished black marble. The bar was a long, curved affair, lined with stools and staffed by bartenders who seemed to be juggling multiple drinks at once.

    We finally reached a secluded area, cordoned off from the rest of the club by a velvet rope. Miss Red flashed another golden card at a man, and he nodded, unclipping the rope to let us through the VIP.

    Inside the VIP area, the music was slightly less loud, and the crowd was more subdued. There were plush couches and tables, and a bar dedicated solely to serving the VIP patrons.

    Miss Red pulled me over to a couch, where some group of men were already seated. They were all dressed in expensive-looking clothing, and they seemed to be sipping champagne and laughing.

    "Everyone, this is my guest," Miss Red said, taking a seat.

    The group turned to look at me, and my anxiety spiked up. I didn’t know what to say or do like I was stuck in a nightmare.

    "Just relax. I’ll take care of everything." She leaned in close, her voice whispering in my ear, she pulled me down onto the couch, and the night began to blur into a chaotic, decadent haze.

    A glass cup was shoved into my hand, and I looked over to one of the men who smirked at me, pulling his own cup and sipping.

    The amber liquid inside the cup glowed in the dim light of the VIP lounge. I had no idea what it was, but I had a feeling I wasn’t going to like it.

    "What’s your name, cutie?" Another one whispers into my ear, shivers running down my spine. I looked at Miss Red in horror, urging her to get me out of this uncomfortable situation, but she was too busy to notice my distress. She was engaged in a heated kiss with two men. What!

    Their lips were moving from one to the other with ease. What was she doing? I thought, feeling disgusted at the sight of her.

    She couldn’t just kiss one man and be done with it, no, she had to kiss two men at the same time, her lips and tongue moving in a way that was both fascinating and repellent.

    Someone’s hands moved to my exposed thighs, and I jumped, looking at the man who had asked what my name was. "What’s your name." he squeezed my thighs and I winced. It wasn’t exactly painful, but it was definitely not what I wanted.

    He leaned in closer, his breath whispering against my ears. " I don’t steal names, now do I?" Was he trying to make a joke for me to laugh? I doubt.

    Because that joke was the most creepy and cringeworthy thing, I had ever heard.

    I tried to push him away by slowly taking a sip from the cup in my hand, wanting him to see I wasn’t interested.

    But he only squeezed my thighs harder, leaning in closer, and I sprang up from the couch.

    That caught the witch’s attention as she broke her lips away from the two men she was kissing and looked up at me, her eyes narrowing into slits. "Where are you going, Katya." She hissed, clearly annoyed, but I paid her no mind, walking out of the place while calling out to her over my shoulders.

    "I need the restroom." I made a beeline, moving through the more crowded places, trying to find the door. The music was still pounding in my ears, and the lights were still flashing.

    Adelasia didn’t even try to stop or help me get to the bathroom, what a good friend I thought I found in her.

    I was pulled into someone, who immediately started to grind on me. Flinching at the sudden closeness to this stranger. I pulled myself out of their grasp.

    Running and almost falling because of the shoes towards an area at the side.

    There was less of a crowd, but no better as I spotted some people shoving their tongues.

    I quickly looked elsewhere, breathing hard from my little run. My legs were hurting, and I hissed, "Stupid shoes." bending over to my ankles,s, I began unstrapping the lase, pulling the high heels out my legs.

    Fresh air greeted my barefoot, and I relaxed, dumping the shoes and the wall. This was my chance to finally be free. I was alone, out of that estate, and Miss Red wasn’t near me. No guards and no Mr Salvatore aka my tomentor.

    This was my chance, and I wouldn’t waste it, but where would I go? I have no money, no job, and no one. I got nothing, just myself.

    Remembering the way to the exit doors, I began my walk out from the wall and into the crowd again. Moving towards the door in anticipation, I was pulled so many times into random strangers but I pushed away.

    Walking faster to the door, but before I could reach it, that perv of a man from that VIP lounge pulled me into him.

    "Going somewhere, Katya."