
Kaylee got out of that bed. He quickly put on his clothes. Kaylee didn't pay attention to her appearance anymore, even the girl wasn't looking for a bathroom to clean her body.
Kaylee was looking for her bag, but when she came to the toilet last night, she left it on the table. "What kind of stupidity am I doing!", said the girl while tying her hair as if.
Kaylee left the room feeling angry at herself.
When she reached the lobby, Kaylee asked the hotel attendant to book a taxi. He knew the hotel was one of the star hotels in the city of Chicago.
Moments after her, the officer told her that the taxi she ordered was already in front.
With a quick step Kaylee was about to head for the taxi she ordered. But the situation outside really surprised Kaylee.
Many journalists, who immediately took pictures and searched Kaylee with questions. None of the hotel's security helped Kaylee avoid being chased by reporters.
Kaylee's face was flushed red, the girl could not dodge anymore. Even he had resigned to the circumstances that befell him at this time. Kaylee simply covered her face with both of her hands.
"Miss Kaylaa Morgan..is it true that she spent a hot night with someone?", a reporter asked Kaylee with an extreme question.
Kaylee could only duck and continued walking towards the taxi that was waiting for her.
When she was in the car, Kaylee leaned her head against the car seat. "How is this?"
"Miss..Where is your goal?"
Kaylee immediately told the driver where she was going. What he wanted right now was to get home. He wants to cry all over. That was all she wanted when faced with the problems that kept coming her way.
*
In a separate place. Flint stared at the screen of his Macbook which was located on his desk at the hotel. Actually the hotel was including Gladwyn group. Every time he went to Chicago he would stay in that room. The room where he spent the night with Kaylee.
Until the morning Flint's eyes could not be closed, he just stared at the beauty and beauty of the girl's body. Flint likes it, that's how he feels. Even Kaylee's scent affected Flint's mind. The smooth skin of the girl was still felt on her finger.
Flint sat on his back, while his fingers re-scrolled the CCTV footage in the room. The recording is complete. Starting he held Kaylee ala bridal style until the two kissed affectionately. But of course Kaylee did not realize what he was doing, because the girl was drunk and even half conscious. Repeatedly the girl nodded, making the turmoil of Flint's men soar.
Flint could barely control his desires...
*
"Pay taxi. I didn't bring any money" exclaimed Kaylee running up the stairs.
Claire felt something strange about her friend. But he's not after Kaylee. He took the money and gave it to Dorothy to pay for the taxi that drove Kaylee.
*
"Kay open the door. What was? Where have you been all night?", said Claire, knocking on Kaylee's door.
No response from Kaylee. Until Claire waited a few minutes, the door was still locked from the inside.
"Kaylee..you worry me, what's the matter? If anything happens to you, I feel guilty and responsible, Kay, because I took you to that place".
Stay the same, there's no answer Kaylee. But this time it sounded sobbing Kaylee.
It makes Claire panic. He even decided to contact Regan to break down the door. But it turns out Kaylee opened the lock. Quickly Claire turned the door handle. And saw Kaylee sitting in the corner. His condition is so alarming. Even his body was shivering. His lips were shaking too.
"Kaylee...What's up, honey? You scared me!", cried Claire in panic and hugged her friend's body.
"God really doesn't love me. God hates me!"
"Do I no longer deserve to live in this world, Claire? Why all the bad things happen to me. I'mtired. I'm so tired..."
"I can no longer see my future. I'm a despicable woman. My body is dirty. I've been tarnished.."
Claire broke her embrace. Both of his hands held Kaylee's shoulders. "What do you mean you're stained? Tell me what happened Kay!"
"The man raped me. Flint's. Flint Myron Gladwyn has taken away the chastity I've been keeping all this time. I hate that guy so much...!"
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