Lucas put on his suit quickly. After inserting one button neatly, he reached out. Grabbed his briefcase that was on the table, right when he felt a slight knock on his door and a moment later, he saw Vlora come in.
"I was just about to go out, Vlo. How? The meeting place has not changed, right?" Lucas asked, handing the bag to Vlora.
Vlora smiled faintly, greeted Lucas's briefcase, and replied. "No, Sir. Mr. Rhodes had been at the hotel a few hours ago. The meeting will still be held at six p.m. at restaurant of the Fullman Batavia Park Hotel."
"Okay," Lucas said as he looked at his watch showing five p.m. "I think we'll go now."
"Um, Sir."
Lucas's footsteps stopped. "What is it?" he asked as he found the look of doubt in the secretary's face.
Vlora seemed to weigh as she said. "Someone wants to see you, sir."
"I have to go now, Vlo." Lucas took a deep breath. "After all, I don't seem to

Ten minutes later, Velia and Lucas were in an oncoming car. Lucas set up barriers to create privacy for them. All their conversations will not be heard by Vlora. Even by the Mr. Baker-the driver.
"So..."
Lucas's voice sounded. He glanced and saw Velia was squeezing her hands.
"... now you want to be a whore?"
"I can't even be called a whore if I just turn myself for you."
Lucas glanced. He knew exactly that Velia reversed his sentence some days ago. Quietly, he grinned.
"How much do you want to be paid?"
Velia looked up.
"Why? You wouldn't do it for free, would you?" asked Lucas. "Or is it enough just to get your job back?"
"Of course." Velia strengthened her heart. In her mind, she counted. "I want 2.500, Luc."
Lucas's eyes were bulging. "2.500 for a newbie whore? Seriously!"
Velia's face turned red. It was obviously a real insult.
"I just need to add a few and I can hire artists!" reto

Velia's body was still shaking badly when the girl got to her home. Each the words and actions that Lucas did to her just now made her tremble terribly.
Cold sweat splashed on her forehead. Or even all over his body. Barely make the shirt she was wearing wet because of it.
Velia quickly as possible went to the kitchen. Taking a glass of water and drink it with greed. Not enough with a glass, Velia then took second and third glasses. She needed to calm herself.
Velia moved to her bed. Rubbing her wet face, she realized that her decision to see Lucas was the stupidest act she's done it her whole life. She cursed herself who had thought that Lucas could solve the problem she was currently facing. But she was mistaken.
Instead of helping, Lucas tried to take advantage of the situation to take advantage of herself. Velia squeezed her hand when she remembered Lucas's words earlier.
"Give me up on you, Luc?" Velia asked in an ironic tone. "No way."
A few moments later, Velia layed down on the mattress. Trying to calm herself down and thought of the next move. And this time, it seemed like there really was no other choice. She must quickly found a new job.
*
The next day, Velia, who had indeed had to bury her hope alive to stay afloat working at the Greatech company, makes the girl looked for a job to here and there. But finding a job was never a simple thing.
Even for a master's-educated person it was difficult, let alone for an ordinary bachelor's graduate like Velia. But she did not give up. Every day she tried to re-enter the cover letter anywhere. 
And each day went by so fast for Velia. Increasingly made it hopeless because the new job never appears. Maybe she could not find a job in a short time while the due date was already looming.
"Have you got a new job?"
Velia gasped in surprise. She had just arrived at the home and was opening the door when Nia approached.
Just like before, Nia came with a smoking cigarette and a hair roller adorning her head. She glanced at Velia's briefcase, then exhaled smoke. Velia coughed and she did not care at all.
"Have you got it yet?" Nia snapped with a fierce voice.
Fearfully, Velia shook her head.
Nia nodded. "I told you, finding a job these days is hard. If things are easy, why do you have to look for the hard ones? I told you. Just sell your face and body. Find a rich man who wants to keep you as your mistress. Is it good work to refuse? You just ask out there. Many women who wish they could have a face and a body like yours. So, they can sell themselves. They are more convenient and expensive."
Velia got goosebumps. Perhaps it was the hope of other women, but certainly she was not included in that group.
"Where else can there be a good job besides being the breadwinner of the wealthy?" asked Nia again. "All you have to do is spread your legs wide. Let the dick in. Then you'll get the money. You will be satisfied and you will get money. Isn't it good?" asked Nia, grinning. "Trust me. You'll be hooked. Once the dick pokes your femininity and when you feel enjoy, you'll forget the shame."
There was no words Velia could say. Until then, Nia passed while continuing to mumble.
"You just need to find someone who will take care of you. If you don't like the old men, find the young one. Even artists are like that. So, if you can make money fast and the results are many, why not?"
Velia took a deep breath, said nothing when she saw Nia go away from her place. And after Nia left, Velia immediately took a shower. Cleaning herself and afterwards tried to rest.
The next days, when that morning Velia was just getting ready to go, suddenly she was surprised by the appearance of thugs in front of her home.
"Hi, Ve."
Velia was dragged back until her back was caught by the door she had closed. She tried to keep some distance from those scary guys.
"Can I ask for that money now?"
Velia's hands trembled behind her back. With all her might, she tried to strengthen herself so as not to look daunted. It says.
"I-I'll pay you soon."
"Right?" asked Rambo with a grin, visibly assessing Velia's slow face blanched. "Where's the money?"
Velia gulped her saliva. "I'll pay you later."
"You think you can escape from us?"
"No. Tonight, I'll pay for this month's installment."
Rambo was increasingly observing Velia's face. "What time will you pay?"
"Nine o'clock."
"Hahahaha. You think we wouldn't have come back if it had been that night? Or do you want to escape?"
Velia shook her head once. "And even if you don't come, I can still send the installment is by bank transfer."
Rambo seemed to consider Velia's words. His hand griped Velia's chin.
"Don't test our patience. You don't want to be gang raped, do you?"
Velia paled at the threat. And realizing the fear, Rambo and his friends laughed. Until finally they then left.
Waiting for a moment, Velia contacted Mecca. She wanted to ask his friend for help. But Mecca's answer made Velia's hope was gone.
"Sorry, Ve. If I could, I'd send you money. But, really. I'm done sending my money to my family."
Velia took a long breath. "It's okay."
And all that time, Velia had to go around without a clear direction. Try contacting the few remaining friends and family was useless. Not all people want to help if it was about money.
Velia sat limp at the bus stop. Watching the sun grow get down. The warnings of the thugs rang in her mind. She certainly did not want to rape by men like that. Until then, something flashed in her mind.
"I can give you more than just a job, Ve. Be mine, and I'll give you everything you want. Never mind about work, I'll give you anything."
*

Lucas put on his suit quickly. After inserting one button neatly, he reached out. Grabbed his briefcase that was on the table, right when he felt a slight knock on his door and a moment later, he saw Vlora come in.
"I was just about to go out, Vlo. How? The meeting place has not changed, right?" Lucas asked, handing the bag to Vlora.
Vlora smiled faintly, greeted Lucas's briefcase, and replied. "No, Sir. Mr. Rhodes had been at the hotel a few hours ago. The meeting will still be held at six p.m. at restaurant of the Fullman Batavia Park Hotel."
"Okay," Lucas said as he looked at his watch showing five p.m. "I think we'll go now."
"Um, Sir."
Lucas's footsteps stopped. "What is it?" he asked as he found the look of doubt in the secretary's face.
Vlora seemed to weigh as she said. "Someone wants to see you, sir."
"I have to go now, Vlo." Lucas took a deep breath. "After all, I don't seem to have any appointments at the moment."
"The woman said something important and assured me yo

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