He pushed me into a room and locked the door.
Stay calm, I told myself. Is he calling the cops?
No, he would have done that by now. I paced for a bit, then slid down the wall. My eyelids became heavy, and I finally fell asleep.
Someone lifted me, and my eyes flung open. The same man was there, his gaze cold.
He threw me onto a bed. “How’s your…” I glanced at his pants.
“Better,” he smirked. “Name?”
“Gina,” I said.
“Try again, little girl.”
“Don’t call me that,” I replied sharply, sizing him up.
“Alright, let’s try something else,” he said, loosening his tie and starting to unbutton his shirt. Terror surged throughout me.
“Fine, stop. Victoria. My name’s Victoria.”
He kept undressing, taking off his shirt and then his pants.
I jumped off the bed and backed into a corner, searchi
