Mafia

"I need to find where to sleep tonight..." she pondered on where she would spend her night.

She wouldn't just go back to the bench and use Kyle's friends' coats to cover herself up.

A lot of things were in her mind. And sleeping tonight was at the bottom of her worries.

The money she had would sooner or later get finished.

She needed to get a job that could sustain her.

But she didn't want to go back to being a house help. It had proved tedious for her gentle soft hands.

As she crossed her arms from the night chills.

A brilliant light befell upon her face.

Looking at the source of the light, a colorful sign with the words "X-INN" came into view.

"I think this will do." She walked to the motel's doors and arrived at the reception.

Behind the counter, stood a beauty that could match up to her beauty.

Her body was the epitome of perfection and every man would fall head over heels for her if they glanced into her emerald green eyes.

His beautiful long black lashes fell over each other as she blinked.

She flashed Camilla a wide smile revealing her pearl white teeth.

She had glorious black hair that fell over her shoulders to her back.

She wore a black suit but it still showed off her magnificent body.

"How may I help you miss?" she said grabbing a pen, as she planned to jot in the registrar.

"Can I please have a room?"

"Most certainly. What's your budget?"

Camilla stretched into her pockets and started pulling out the cramped money.

"So..... Where's the guy you want to spend the night with?" the beautiful friendly receptionist asked when she saw no one walk in with the maid.

Camilla switched glances from her money to the receptionist with a brow raised up, "Huh?"

"Oh... So sorry...I get it. Where is the lady your going to spend with the night?" the receptionist apologized as she guessed that she had probably said something wrong.

Camilla looked around the room in confusion.

Now that she realized it, the place was dimly lit with pink reddish lights.

And drank couples usually made their way around.

She could roughly make out a silhouette of some couples who were kissing and touching themselves in dark corners. "Oh dear!" she exclaimed.

The worried look on her face made the receptionist confused.

"What's the problem?"

"You misunderstand me miss. I just want a room to spend my night." Camilla explained.

Now that the receptionist re-evaluated the lady in front of her, she looked like she was innocent and naive.

It was like she was seeing this stuff for the first time.

She could see fear evident in her eyes.

And her eyes had sunk in with dark circles around them probably from constant crying.

"Oh!" she face-palmed herself at her foolishness.

But as she opened her mouth to speak again, someone appeared beside Camilla.

The sudden hands that wrapped around Camilla's tiny waste made Camilla's heart skip a bit.

"What do you have here, Alicia?" he licked his lips seductively as she looked at the petrified Camilla.

The world went silent when Camilla felt the male hands wrap around her.

She stared into the blank air in fear. Not even bothering to pry the hands away from her waist.

And the skinny handsome man thought that Camilla was attracted to him. Given the fact that she didn't try push him off her.

But in reality, Camilla was simply frozen in fear.

When the receptionist saw Camilla's petrified look, she butted in; "Leave her Nicolai."

A frown formed on the man's face as he asked, "Why?"

But the cold killing stare Alicia gave him forced him to retreat without a single word.

When the hands left Camilla's waist, she regained her consciousness.

And the receptionist's angry gaze that stared behind her was the first thing she noticed.

But shortly after, the receptionist returned her friendly smile and stared at her once again. "Sorry for that! This place isn't safe for you you need to get a different place to spend your night."

Camilla nodded slightly, "Alright. I understand."

She put back her crumpled money in her thigh pockets before turning to leave.

But just as she was about to step out of the doors, she bumped into a squishy stomach, which forced her to the ground.

She stood up and tapped the dirt off her uniform. And when she looked up at the man she bumped into, the same petrified feeling befell her.

The chubby man wore a loose white shirt that was partially undone over his hairy chest.

His fat stomach fell over his belt.

He wore a golden Rolex and multiple golden rings on his fingers.

His dark lips were a sign he was into tobacco.

His eyes were red like he was high.

She could see a bald spot in the middle of his head as she stood taller than him.

And the look he had on, was definitely unpleasant for any lady.

He licked his lips seductively as he rolled up his sleeves.

The two burly bodyguards in suits stood beside him quietly as they watched their boss.

Everyone turned to look at the man that just made an entrance.

Fear crawled up their spines as the man looked like a notorious mafia.

He grabbed Camilla by the waist and pulled her closer to his body.

Camilla raised her hands over her chest to make some space between them.

But no matter how hard she tried, the man's grip never let loose.

The man glanced at the resisting girl with a sinister smirk on his dark lips.

"Don't resist dear... I can make you powerful. Just this one time and I will give you all the money you ever wanted."

When these words came out of his mouth, Camilla stopped breathing as his breath was foul.

His yellow teeth were very unpleasant to look at. So, she had to close her eyes and face her side.

The man stretched out his free hand to the bodyguard on his right and 50 dollar bills were handed to him.

He fanned them out and caressed Camilla's cheeks with them.

He whistled as he slowly stroke her face with the bills. As if trying to tempt her.

Bile rose in Camilla's throat at the man's foul breath. But she swallowed it before it could come out like vomit.

"No... I don't want your money leave me alone." Camilla desperately tried to push herself away from the man. But her efforts were all in vain.

The man simply licked his lips seductively at Camilla's playing hard to get.

Camilla's mouth pried open in fear when she felt a lump rise from the man's trousers.

"Look at her... She's so lucky! Why can't she just accept the damn money."

"I know right. She's just a God damn maid. She can live the rest of her life in luxury if she accepts the money."

"I thought I knew what a fool was but this one has surpassed my expectations."

Many prostitutes present in the reception hall tugged on their hair as they imagined grabbing hold of the money.

Yet this foolish girl didn't care a bit.

"Mr.... I can be yours. I'll make you very happy. I'll even give you a discount."

"No Mr. Don't listen to her... I can give you 10% discount. All service."

"I can give you 20% discount. 3 hours."

They fought over the rich mafia that clanged on to the maid.

"No... No ladies... Another time. Tonight, I want this one." the man shrugged them off.

A deep frown formed on Alicia's face as she stood behind the counter.

"Why did it have to happen today? Moreover on that innocent girl." anger bubbled up inside of her.

Many times, girls have been harassed in front of her. Although she felt bad, she had nothing to do as they were immediately bought off using money. And they would accept it willingly, selling their bodies to them.

She wouldn't care since they were devious in their own ways.

But the maid before her was only so innocent and naive.

She even guessed that she might be a virgin and has never shared a bed with a man before.

She couldn't just let her innocence be taken away from her like that.

She had to speak up for her!

She stepped away from the counter and approached the mafia.

She pulled Camilla away from the man's grip with one tug and stood in front of her shielding her from the unpleasant mafia.

"Leave her. Alone. You can choose from any of these but don't touch her." she puffed.

The man's bodyguards' stepped in front of him to push away the receptionist that interrupted but they were stopped by their boss; "Don't mind her."

He walked closer to the receptionist and caresses her cheeks; "I am giving two options beauty, either leave my business or join it."

He licked his lips when his gaze fell on her glorious twin peaks.

"Aghh....all men are despicable. All you care about is your raging little monster. I give you two options, either leave my business or join it." Alicia rolled her eyes at the man.

The mafia's playful smile disappeared as it was replaced with an angry frown.

His chest puffed angrily as he stared at the lady that dared imitate him.

Didn't she know who he was?

Nicolai, who stood by the wall, crossed his arms over his chest as a smirk formed on his face.

The crazy receptionist was finally going to have her end tonight.