Confessions of an Elite Prostitute

Chapter 3: Getting to Know Karen

I spend my days in the brothel, gradually getting used to its atmosphere. Here, every day is a test, every look is an evaluation, every word is a weapon. But despite my outward rigidity, I'm also beginning to see glimpses of humanity.

One day, when I'm returning from a meeting with a client, I run into a girl in the hallway. She is tall, with bright reddish-brown hair and piercing blue eyes. Her gaze is a mixture of curiosity and caution. This is Karen.

"Hi," she says with a small smile. "I'm Karen. Are you new?"

"Yes," I say, trying to stay calm. "My name is Anna.

"I've heard of you," Karen continues. "Elizabeth thinks highly of you.

I nod, not sure what to say. Her words sound like a compliment, but at the same time make you wary.

We stand in the hallway, looking at each other. I feel that Karen is not just a colleague, she can become something more.

A few days later, our paths cross again. This time we find ourselves together in the common room, where the girls relax between meetings with clients. Karen sits down next to me and starts talking.

"You know, I've been here for a few years, and I've seen a lot of girls. But you... there's something special about you.

I smile, but doubt creeps in. What does she mean by that? Maybe it's just being polite, or maybe there's more to it than that.

"Thank you," I say carefully. — But I'm not here for compliments. I have my own goals.

Karen leans closer, as if to share a secret.

— We all have our own goals. But sometimes it seems that we just go with the flow, unable to change our fate.

Her words make me think. Am I really in control of my life, or is it long out of my control?

Every day our communication becomes more open and trusting. Karen talks about herself: how she ended up in a brothel, about her dreams and hopes. Her story is a series of mistakes and disappointments, but she has both the strength and the desire to fight.

"I always believed I could get out of here one day," Karen says, looking out the window. — But that faith is getting weaker every day.

I listen to her, feeling a strange kinship. We are two sides of the same coin, two fates intertwined in this dark world.

One day, Karen shares her fears with me:

"Sometimes I think this brothel is my prison. I can't leave because I'm afraid of what's waiting for me outside.

I understand her feelings. My own fear of the future haunts me. But at the same time, I know that I have to go forward, no matter what.

Our conversations become a source of strength and support for me. Karen is like a ray of light in the dark, which helps me not to lose myself. I begin to see her not just as a colleague, but as a friend with whom I can share my thoughts and feelings.

But deep down, I know that our union can be fragile. In this world where everyone is on their own, friendships are rare and easy to destroy. Still, I'm willing to take the risk, because Karen gives me something I've been missing for a long time: a sense of intimacy and understanding.

We're getting closer every day. Our conversations drag on until late, and we share our innermost thoughts and dreams. I tell Karen about my past, Dimitri's betrayal, and my desire for revenge. She listens carefully, without judging or interrupting.

"You're strong, Anna," Karen says one day. — You can get what you want. But remember: revenge is the path to the abyss. You must be careful not to lose yourself completely.

Her words make me think. Maybe she's right. But I've already gone too far to back down. Revenge is my goal, my hope of redeeming the past.

Nevertheless, I appreciate Karen's concern and understand that our friendship can be a pillar of strength in this cruel world. Together we are stronger, and I am ready to move forward, knowing that I have someone who understands and supports me.

So begins our difficult journey, full of dangers and challenges. But I know that with Karen by my side, I can overcome any difficulties. At least, I hope so.

But deep down, I know that the world we live in is full of surprises and betrayals. And our friendship, however strong it may be, can be threatened at any moment. But as long as we are together, as long as we support each other, we have a chance for a better future.

Still, the shadow of the past lingers over me. Memories of Dmitry, of his ruined life, haunt me. But I feel a little calmer around Karen, a little stronger. I know there are still many challenges ahead, but I'm ready for them as long as I have a friend who shares my fears and hopes.

As the weeks go by, our relationship grows stronger. We share everything: joys and sorrows, hopes and disappointments. And in this cruel brothel world, our friendship is like an island of salvation, where you can forget about pain and fear for a while.

But I know that sooner or later we will have to face new challenges. And then our friendship will be put to the real test. Can we save it, or will the cruel world destroy everything we've built? This is not yet known. But now we are living in the present, enjoying every moment spent together, and hoping for a better future.

I lie in the dark, staring at the ceiling, and consider my next move. Revenge isn't just a word for me, it's a goal that gives me the strength to wake up every morning. But how to implement it? How to punish those who deserve to be punished?

Thoughts swirl in my head like a whirlwind. I remember the face of Thomas — one of the brothel's regular customers, a man whose name is coming up more and more often in conversations. His dark deeds, which I recently learned about, may be the starting point for my plan. But first you need to think carefully about everything.

The next day, I try to behave as usual: I communicate with the girls, perform my duties, but at the same time I carefully observe what is happening. I'm waiting for the right moment to act.

One day, when Elizabeth leaves for a meeting with an important client, I decide to take the opportunity to look up information about Thomas. I know that the owner of the brothel has a folder with data on all clients. When I find it, I start poring over the papers, my hands shaking slightly with excitement.

In the folder, I find not only Thomas ' name and contact details, but also some details that might be useful for my plan. His address, habits, even some weaknesses. These are all pieces of a puzzle that I have to put together.

But how to take revenge? I think about it all day long, weighing the pros and cons. I understand that the risk is high, and any careless movement can lead to failure. But the desire to punish Thomas and others who have contributed to my suffering is stronger than fear.

Meanwhile, my relationship with Karen is getting closer. She notices that I am lost in thought, and one day she asks:"What's bothering you, Anna?" You've been so thoughtful lately.I hesitate to answer, but then I decide to share some of my thoughts:— I want revenge on those who have wronged me." But I don't know how to do it without putting myself in danger.Karen looks at me sympathetically."Revenge is the way to the abyss, Anna. You have to be careful. But if you're sure of your decision, I can help.Her words are heartwarming. I feel that I finally have an ally, a person who understands me and is ready to support me in a difficult moment.

Together, we begin to develop a plan. Karen suggests using some of the features of the brothel to get closer to Thomas and find his vulnerabilities. I listen to her advice, knowing that her experience can be invaluable.

As the days go by, we gradually gather all the necessary information. I study Thomas's daily routine, his habits, his social circle. Karen helps me analyze the information I receive and identify weak links in his defense.

Finally, we believe that we are ready for the first step. I set up a meeting with Thomas, carefully considering every detail. On the day of the meeting, my heart beats faster than usual, but I try to stay calm.

When Thomas arrives at the brothel, I greet him with a smile, trying to hide my true intentions. We spend several hours together, and I carefully observe his behavior, looking for vulnerabilities.

By the end of the meeting, I already know how to strike the first blow. It seems like a risky plan, but I'm willing to do it for the sake of my goal. I understand that the road of revenge is full of dangers, but I must go forward no matter what.

However, deep down I feel a contradiction. On the one hand, I want revenge and will do anything to achieve it. On the other hand, sometimes I feel a longing for true love, for those times when I believed in the sincerity of feelings and the possibility of happiness.

These contradictions are tearing me apart from the inside. I wonder: is revenge worth sacrificing yourself, your dreams of true love? But the answer is always the same: yes, it's worth it. Without revenge, I can never find peace and redemption.

Nevertheless, in every step, in every decision, I feel the weight of this choice. I'm walking on thin ice, and any wrong move can be fatal. But I am ready for this, because my goal is not just revenge, but also the opportunity to start all over again, sometime in the future, when all those who have wronged me will be punished.

In the meantime, I continue to move forward, step by step, in the hope that one day my suffering will be rewarded, and the souls of those who have wronged me will know the pain that I have known.

But deep down, I know that this path is full of dangers and surprises. And each new step can become both a step to redemption and a path to the abyss. I'm ready for any outcome, because I'm already too far gone to back down.

So begins my long and dangerous game, in which not only my life is at stake, but also the souls of those I decided to punish. And even if the path of revenge is thorny and dangerous, I will follow it to the end, because I have no other path.