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That night it was raining heavily, a girl named Pretty was taking shelter in front of one of the shops on the side of the road while waiting for a taxi.
His watch had shown at 22:00 p.m., because overtime caused him so that the night, heavy rain and breeze no taxi passed the road there.
Not long after a black car stopped in front of him, two tall and well-built men got out of the car holding umbrellas and walked over to Pretty.
Pretty who saw the two men feel shocked and frightened, he was cold to the point of shaking all over his body.
"Take him away!" order one of the men holding the umbrella.
"Who are you?" pretty asked worriedly and rewinded his steps.
The two men did not answer him, and one of them approached Pretty and then immediately lifted Pretty's body on his shoulder.
"Take me off! you're who? quickly let go of me," cried Pretty who was trying to fight back with his hand hitting the man.
They don't answer and throw Pretty in the car.
"Who are y'all? please don't hurt me" cried Pretty who was terrified.
"Shut up!" snarled the man sitting beside her.
Not long after that the car made its way to where they wanted to go.
"Where do you want to take me? I didn't offend you, sir," Pretty said in tears.
"I beg you to let me go! if I don't go home I'm bound to be angered by my parents, I beg you.let me go home, sir," said Pretty, who cried without stopping.
Because he felt uncomfortable with the man next to him directly hit the back of Pretty's head until unconscious.
The car carrying Pretty arrived at a luxurious and spacious mansion, they entered a spacious yard and were seen luxury cars parked in the courtyard.
As the car stopped they lifted Pretty's body and walked inside and into a pitch-black room.
"Sir, I've brought a woman for you" said the man.
"Is she a call woman?" ask his boss who is sitting in the corner of the room.
"Yes, sir, he can save you."
"Take him to bed!" orders his boss who is still sitting in the corner there.
"Well, sir," replied his men who then put Pretty to sleep who was still unconscious on the bed.
"Investigate who did it and kill the man!" orders his boss who gets up from his seat.
"Well, I'll do it soon."
"Get out!" orders his boss who stepped over to the bed.
"Okay" answered the man who had left the room.
"Because you're a call-woman, I'll give you some money, once I'm cured," said the man, who took off his shirt.
"Really damn! all this time my life has never touched a woman, but tonight I have to do it with this call woman, if it wasn't for this stimulant drug, I wouldn't have touched this woman," she said.
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