Chapter five
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CAUGHT UP IN THE HOOK
Just then, a huge masculine man entered, his body pierced with tattoos. " Are they the girls you are talking about?" he asked, scanning their bodies, but his gaze lingered on Galina more.
"Yes, they can start working today," the lady replied.
"What you need to do is to serve the people, drink, and make sure they stay happy. This is the organization's casino; you need to behave, " the man explained, staring more at Galina, who shifted uncomfortably.
"Yes," they chorus as they sigh in relief.
"Come with me," he said, and left the room while they followed him. In just a few minutes, they were assigned work and Galina was to serve drinks.
"Here is your drink," Galina said as she got to the table of the man who ordered the drink. The man who was gambling with another man glanced up; he stared lustfully at Galina.
"How much is a night?" he asked without taking his eyes off her.
"Pardon? Sorry, I don't do that," she replied and turned to leave after dropping the drink on the table.
The man smirked and his gaze traveled down to her thighs, and in the next instant, he slapped her butt. Galina widened her eyes in shock and without thinking, her hand connected with his cheek. The room spun towards them. The man's face twisted as his eyes blazed with fury, slowly standing up.
"You b***h" he spat as he dragged her hair, making Galina shriek in pain.
"Let me go, you bastard," she said, amid gritted teeth, hitting him on his groin as the man left her involuntarily, holding his groin, as he groaned in pain.
Galina bolted off, trying to escape but was caught by the gamblers. The man let out a wicked laugh as he stared at her with hatred. "Do you think you can escape?" he asked, walking towards her while she struggled to get free from their grip.
"Smack" his hand a blur as it connected to her cheek, blood tickling down from her lips.
"You are nothing but a mare slave to satisfy our desires," the man spat turning towards the men, "Clear the table and place her on it, I am going to put her in her place," he concluded as his lips curved up in a devilish grin.
“L...let me go....you bastards" Galina screamed at the top of her lungs as her heart hammered against her ribs, struggling desperately to get out of their grips.
The table was cleared, and she was placed on it. "Let me go," she screamed continuously in panic. The sound of fabric was heard as her top was torn open.
"L..let me go, you bastard," Galina shouted in despair as her top was torn open, leaving her with her tube bra. The heads in the room focused on the scene as they watched in excitement.
Galina kept on screaming as tears streamed down her face. She bit one of the man's hands, but she felt her cheek burning as she was hit on her face.
" Bob, stop this madness," a soft female voice said, and they all turned towards the person.
" Paola, do not meddle in my affairs," Bob said as he twisted his face in fury.
"Or what?" Paola asked daringly as she got closer to them.
Bob moved closer to her; he could feel her breath. "Don't dare me, Paola, you know I hate interference," his eyes hinted at a warning.
Paola scoffed in amusement." Then you will have to go through me," she accepted the challenge and locked eyes with Bob, who smirked.
Bob tried to grab her hair, but she ducked as she held his hand, twisting it. A fight ensued between them, their movement swift and deadly, crashing into objects. After what seems like forever, Paola hit Bob in the face, pressing on the table where Galina had once been, twisting his two arms to the back.
" I warned you, you never listen, you are not a match for me" she spat in disdain.
" bitch...I promise to kill you myself," Bob said, amid gritted teeth, his blood boiling in rage.
Paola smirked proudly " I look forward to the day"
She released him, her eyes glancing around the room, and she spotted Galina crouching beside a table, trembling over tears streaming down her face nonstop. Paola moved closer to her and pulled her jacket, putting it on her shoulder to cover herself.
"You need to pull yourself together and follow me," she uttered without an ounce of pity, as they walked out. Galina cleaned her tears with the back of her hand standing up before going after Paola.
They got out of the car, and Paola gestured towards her to get in the car she brought with her. Galina was a bit hesitant but eventually pulled herself together before entering the car. Paola did the same before zooming off.
In a large, exquisite room, stood a long rectangular table, and on the chairs were the lieutenant of the organization. Death is sitting in the biggest chair.
"State your report, Boris." Death's voice was a low growl, his gaze boring into Boris.
Boris, the organization's master of technology, tapped a few keys on his laptop." According to the information I gathered, Antonio was not the one you killed; it was his assistant". He reached for a sleek remote, his finger hovering over the button. With a sharp click, the wall transformed into a high-definition screen, displaying a clear image of a man. All eyes in the room snapped to the wall.
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