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"Let's finish off where we've started shall we?" He says huskily. His voice seems to be calling my libido. But before I could respond, Jeremy has taken me in his arms. He gives me one final dark look before his lips descends upon mines. ............. All her life, what Leyla Levy has know is consistent struggle. That was until desperate measures forces her to sell her one and only true gift she could ever give to a man. Her Virginity. However, it may seem luck is on her side when she meets, a young, sexy and incredibly rich bachelor who seems intent on helping her out. But pride can also play a huge part on one's choices no matter how desperate one is in need of help. Throw in some weird, heartfelt, jealous, possessive and just downright arrogant characters and Leyla finds her life in turmoil of crazy. How did her life get so interesting? She is but lonely girl trying to find a place in this big old world. *WARNING* Contains, swearing, moderate sex scenes. You have been warned. Copyright © 2023 by A. L. Nkobi. All rights Reserved. (No part of this literary work may be reproduced or used without written consent from the author.)

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Capítulo 1

Jul 13, 2023

Please don't judge me and I won't judge you. Why is this song in my head? Right, because I am actually doing this.

Well I don't have any choice; there is nothing else I can do. I tell myself this as I walk into the dark streets. Grasping my coat closer to me as the wind hits my almost naked flesh.

The coat is big enough to hide the fact that underneath it I'm barely wearing any clothes.

I'm already feeling the beginnings of hypothermia. My feet are frozen under the high black stiletto boots I've been forced to wear. My exposed legs are shaking as I swiftly walk down the streets.

I don't need to check my arms to know that they are full of goosebumps. My spine is so tensed with amount shivers I've had, I'm surprised I haven't turned into an ice sculpture.

I continue to walk slowly down the sloppy road.

Where did that woman say the place is again? I ask myself as I check the street name.

Ah just a few blocks left. It's midnight and the streets are so quiet, eerily quiet.

Only the sound of my boots crunching against the granite ground can be heard. I can faintly hear the sound of barking dogs as I get closer to the buildings and this results in another shiver running through my body. I clutch myself tighter.

My heart rate speeds up as I get closer to the corner of the building.

She was right, I think.

Just around the corner there are few women in lingerie, bras, corsets and miniskirts standing and waiting.

So swallowing what pride I have left, I move closer to them wishing and praying that I am discreet.

I stand to the far end, putting a distance from them. As the wind blows, my nose is met with the penetrating smell coming near the dumpster where we are standing next to. The stench is mixed with the smell of smoke and a faint tint of cheap perfume.

I wrinkle my noise in disgust but I tell myself to get used to it for I will be coming to this place often.

So clutching myself closer, I look to the women next to me.

Trashy is an understatement.

How can they not be cold with what they were wearing? My brain wonders.

The woman closer to me has a cigarette on her mouth while she clutches her make-up compact in which she drabs herself with lipstick. I hear her curse as she accidently drop her cigarette from her mouth.

"Monica! You have any more," Her accent is off as she screams to the woman next to her.

The other woman, Monica, is dark skinned and has more curves than a circle. She frowns at her as she searches her bag while the one who shouted at her searches frantically through her purse.

"No sorry Sav, mines are finished," Monica tells her.

"Oh Cake shìt!" Sav curses.

I bite my lip to hide my laugh but I don't succeed as a small snicker escapes from my mouth.

"You think it's funny!?" I hear the menace on her voice and before I know it, Sav is right in front of my face with Monica.

She gives me a disgustingly scowl before she assesses me.

"Who are you?" She frowns.

"You're new here, aren't you?" Monica sneers, giving me a dirty look as she regards me up and down.

For some reason I fear these women, they look like they are on their middle twenties and something tells that they must be experienced in these streets.

Suddenly Sav lets out a throaty laugh which tells me about how much cigarettes she's consumed.

"Monica, look at her, I think we scared her," She laughs.

Monica snickers a little.

"She's just a kid," She frowns and suddenly she grabs me by coat and unzips it. They both gasp, their jaws dropping.

What? I almost ask.

They are looking up at me in shock. I frown at them as they stare at each other knowingly.

"Monica, that corset," Sav whines.

"I know," She replies as she shakes her head.

"What?" I ask.

"Why are you in the streets kid," Monica folds her arms, regarding me closely. "Where did get this?" she grasps my corset, running her long nails against the material.

"How old are you?" Sav adds.

I swallow the bile that's beginning to rise up my throat however I keep quiet as I watch them regard me.

"Answer us." Sav grips my hand.

"The same reason you are here and I'm eighteen years old!" I whisper frantically, my voice barely audible.

"Where did you get this?" Sav asks, "This is new."

I bite my lower lip, I can't possibly tell her that I stole it.

"Go home kid," Monica stares straight into my eyes.

I shake my head in frustration, they don't know me, how dare they?

"You heard her, Go home," Sav interjects.

"No." I glare at both of them.

She laughs at me, "You remind me of me," she says.

I'm sure as hell that I'm not like you, I think in disdain.

"What's your name?" Monica asks and I get the vibe that she is the oldest, the way forward she's been.

"Leyla," I tell her.

"Well Leyla, trust me when I tell you this, you don't belong here. You don't want your life to end up like ours. Go home," she says firmly.

She is starting to really piss me off now. How dare she judge me?

"No. I don't have a home, I have no choice but to do this, I have no one, no one," My voice falters at the end, and I feel the tears behind my eyes because of my anger.

Stupid Damn tears. Why do I have to cry every time I got angry.

Monica purses her lips at me while Sav looks at me in amusement.

"That's quite a show you've put on young Lady," A new voice is heard from behind us. I have to flinch because it's man's voice.

I turn around slowly. And standing before me is a dark skinned man who is more bones than a skeleton.

He wears what seems to a be a worn out black suit with matching black shades on his eyes and on his mouth is a cigar in which he engulfs exaggeratedly as he puffs the smoke against my face.

By his sides are two women, who cling on him as if he is a life raft. They wear nothing but bras and miniskirts and once again I wonder how they are immune to this cold.

"You're cute, what brings you here?" He asks taking out his shades and I have to gasp at his eyes. They are olive yellow, almost brown but more snake-like yellow against his dark skin. He smirks at me and I get the impression, he is used to people having the same reaction because of his eyes.

"I-I—"I swallow looking frantically for words to say.

"She's with me," Monica steps in as she grips my arm pulling me to her.

The man frowns distractedly at her, and I can tell he is disappointed at something.

"Oh?" His jaw clenches and unclenches.

"Who is she to you?" he asks.

"My distant cousin," Monica states with a flat tone, no trace of hesitation.

He narrows his eyes at her, "Why is she here then?"

I feel Monica shift hesitantly for a second. "She was just curious...she followed me here?"

I watch him frown at her for a moment before he puts his shades back and sucks on his unrelenting cigar.

"Wearing that?"

"Yes, she wanted to be... inconspicuous."

He raises his eyebrows in disbelief.

"Okay, next time keep your cousin on a leash," He spits venomously, emphasising the word cousin.

And with that he gives me one final look and the two girls next to him sneer at Monica, Sav and I as they leave. As he passes, I notice that other girls are now straightening up and fixing themselves at his presence and then he disappears out of sight.

Once he's out of sight I feel the tension around me sag, the relief printed on Monica and Sav's face is evident.

"Who is he?"

"Your worst nightmare," Sav snickers.

"He's someone you don't mess with," Monica corrects. "He owns half of these girls here."

Owns? As if they were a property. I swallow my fear.

"Why did you say I was your cousin?" I ask her.

"Because you don't belong here, you shouldn't even be here, kid," She says.

I groan in frustration. As far as I'm concerned, I'm an adult not a kid.

"You won't last in these streets and if he finds out you are nobody he will just suck you in and you would've ended up worse than us," She continues.

The way she says this is as if she has a genuine concern of me. I snort internally, as if.

"I need the money," I tell her. "I have debt to pay, and I have next to none when it comes to money or a place to call my own and--"

I'm interrupted by a purring of a car pulling on the road. It's a sleek white Audi, and it tells me that whoever is in the car surely is one rich bastard.

Immediately like rats all the girls run to the car and begin a motion of flaunting and flirting with whoever is driving.

I watch as Sav and Monica fix themselves before brushing all the girls aside. Sav coolly dips her head into the window and I hear her throaty cigarette laugh. All the while I just stand there discreetly and hugging myself tightly as I shiver.

Is this what it will be like? Is this how it's like all the time? Was Monica right? Did I really belong here?

But I have no choice. The odds are never in my favour or even luck for that matter.

I've spent my whole life begging and living off charity until I turned eighteen. I have a decent education but no money to get me to college; I have no relative or even just a friend to help me with my debt to that old woman. I am just an orphan kid who roams alone.

Suddenly a whistle catches my attention and I have to look up to see the source.

I gasp in shock as the man in a black suit comes over to me. He is tall and sturdy and looks well in shape however his impassive expression tells me a different story.

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