Lips Services
Lips Service ● Chapter 6
From the Elder's house in the Fatih area, it takes at least 45 minutes for Beyza to reach Menderes. The area with many simple office buildings is still in the province of Istanbul.
Armed with information from one of the thugs he contacted earlier this afternoon, Beyza came while carrying an ATM card that Elder had given him.
The taxi stopped in front of a 3-story building with cream-colored paint. There is no signboard out there. But the taxi driver explained, if the building was in accordance with the address given by Beyza.
But Beyza did not go directly to the building, after getting off the taxi. He came to a fruit shop on the corner while trying to ask.
"What business are you doing, miss?" ask a middle-aged woman who owns a fruit shop.
"Oh, I just want to meet someone. He gave me this address."
"Someone?" The fruit seller looks surprised. He even looked at Beyza from top to bottom meticulously. Then, he drew closer, and asked softly.
"Is he a man with a scar over his eyebrows?"
Beyza tried to recall the incident one week ago. Of the few thugs who came to his house first, there was indeed 1 person with a wound on the forehead. The man also threw a piece of paper with a cell phone number on it.
"Son, did he offer you a job?" ask again.
"Oh, no, no!" Beyza shook her head quickly.
The fruit seller asked again, two men walked towards them. Without further ado, they immediately asked Beyza.
"Hey, Miss! You looking for me?"
Beyza immediately turned her head, staring at the two strangers in her memory. Right, they were the ones who gang-raped his father last week.
"Yes, I came to pay!" ketus Beyza's.
"You came two days sooner apparently. Come here, come with me!" The man gestured for Beyza to follow him into the building.
Beyza who felt uncomfortable and a little worried, reached into his pocket and thrust an ATM card.
"No need, I just came handing this over!" Beyza.
The two men looked at each other for a moment. Before the end, one of the men explained their intentions.
"You still have to go in to sign something, Miss!"
"Then, just bring it here."
His stubbornness made the two thugs grow a little furious. The man with the scar tried to approach Beyza and whispered.
"Do you want those who are here to know, if your father has a gambling debt?"
Hearing that, Beyza as if she had no other way to go with them went inside. But before following them, Beyza, who had seen a small knife among the fruits, immediately took it and put it in a bag.
The woman obviously saw her knife taken, but she did not stop Beyza or scream. His facial expression looked anxious. It seemed, she knew that the man opposite her shop was not a good person.
The three-story building with cream paint that looks bright outside, in fact, is not like the shadow of Beyza. As soon as he entered, the smell of alcohol was so thick, blending with the steaming cigarette smoke.
The room is without air conditioning and there are only a few fans, making it even more stuffy. Beyza who had just entered, immediately felt uncomfortable.
Beyza's eyes immediately turned to one of the small men. Yes, he remembered well, the man who made his mother and sister rest, to make him a victim.
"I'm sorry, I don't have much time" Beyza said, trying to speak politely, despite anger.
"In here there are 200 thousand. So, please give me the payoff letter," continued Beyza while thrusting the card.
The small man sitting on the sofa, just looked at the card in Beyza's hand for a moment. He leaned his lips, then said in a faint tone.
"200 thousand is just a tree. You still have to pay 50 grand."
Hearing that, Beyza could no longer hold back her emotions. He called out, posing a threat to them.
"Silly! The debt is only 100 lyra. And you asked for 200 grand last week. How can I ask for 50 more?" Beyza became upset because of being played.
"Take these 200 grand and give me the keel mark. Or ... This problem will reach the police force!"
Beyza's threat instantly made one of them reach out and reach for her neck. He immediately fought back by kicking the man's stomach. Until finally, he managed to be free from strangulation.
Once free, Beyza tried to escape. He ran as fast as he could towards the door, but someone managed to pull his hair.
Beyza's body slammed back quite hard. The body that hit the floor made it difficult to stand up quickly.
The man who had gotten a kick from Beyza, immediately took revenge by forcibly pulling the clothes he was wearing. One by one of the ten people approached, trying to act rudely.
Beyza remembered the pisu in his bag, but he had not had time to take, one of them smothering his mouth. Then, two people held both hands and two more people held his legs, while stretching them as wide as possible.
"Boss, would you like to try it first? Looks like she's still a girl?"
Beyza tried to rebel. However the five people who were holding onto his body were too strong.
"All right, let's try it."
The man who had been sitting and watching, slowly stood up. He walked leisurely toward the helpless Beyza while carrying a small stick in his hand.
He played the stick and started touching Beyza's body. It starts at the neck, then goes down and down again. Arriving at the foot, the stick was pulled up slowly, making Beyza's skirt come up.
Suddenly, though …
BRAK!!!
"Well, whoa, whoa. What are you guys playing?"
...☆TBC☆...
Guess guess, what bang El came?
Jeng jeng jeng ....
Don't forget ye guys 💋💋