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I wanted out.
Chapter 1
I hate this job being on the streets with all these other prostitutes its going to get me killed. Raul told me once my dept was paid off I was free to go but I'm scared that he's lying, the other girl he told that was found in a container at the dock. I need to find someone whose willing to help me get out of this messed. I'm not looking to die anytime soon if he doesn't kill me, catching the virus will or being overdose on drugs these bastard that pays for your favour is very demanding even thou I always get the good ones. I remember one of my favourite client they called him Mr Gold, everything he wore was expensive and he was very fine and well mannered, broad muscular shoulders sculptured face and beautiful brown eyes and dark chocolate skin; wore expensive clothing the only thing that gave him that sinister look was the scar across his face some say he had gotten it from a hooker who he almost beaten to death, all the girls was in love with him but he never seemed to get angry. I didn't believe for a second he was capable of abusing any woman he was way too charming and treated all the ladies with respect. He spent alot of money and bought lot of expensive things for the ladies that were in his favor, I never slept with him because he never once ask for my favour. I was a prostitute I made more money than all the other girls, I knew my debt was paid off but Raul he didn't want to let me go so I decided that I would take it upon myself to...
I hate this job being on the streets with all these other prostitutes its going to get me killed. Raul told me once my dept was paid off I was free to go but I'm scared that he's lying, the other girl he told that was found in a container at the dock. I need to find someone whose willing to help me get out of this messed. I'm not looking to die anytime soon if he doesn't kill me, catching the virus will or being overdose on drugs these bastard that pays for your favour is very demanding even thou I always get the good ones. I remember one of my favourite client they called him Mr Gold, everything he wore was expensive and he was very fine and well mannered, broad muscular shoulders sculptured face and beautiful brown eyes and dark chocolate skin; wore expensive clothing the only thing that gave him that sinister look was the scar across his face some say he had gotten it from a hooker who he almost beaten to death, all the girls was in love with him but he never seemed to get angry. I didn't believe for a second he was capable of abusing any woman he was way too charming and treated all the ladies with respect. He spent alot of money and bought lot of expensive things for the ladies that were in his favor, I never slept with him because he never once ask for my favour. I was a prostitute I made more money than all the other girls, I knew my debt was paid off but Raul he didn't want to let me go so I decided that I would take it upon myself to...
