A figure dashed into the room startling Donna who was about to put on her work outfit.
" Ahhhh...." She screamed, spinning around and clutching the thin fabric to her chest. Before she could take another step, the figure lunged forward and grabbed her. He covered her mouth to stop her from screaming. The sudden force made her stumble backwards with her back hitting the wall.
Her muffled cries filled the room as she struggled. Panic shot through her veins as she couldn't break free from his grip.
She was now in her panties and nothing else as her silky outfit just slipped down during the struggle to get free.
" Stop...stop moving or shouting" the man rasped, his voice low and hoarse. He was trembling at this point.
" I won't hurt you"
His words sounded like a plea more than a threat.
Donna locked eyes with his dark eyes and calmed down but was still on high alert. He didn't look like someone with ill intention. She has seen a lot to know that he didn't look like he wanted to harm her.
His grip loosened slightly, enough for her to breath after seeing she wasn't resisting.
Donna noticed that his skin was hot... unnaturally hot...,.. and he was trembling with his breathing coming out in ragged gasps.
" Are..... Are you okay??" She couldn't help but ask even though she was scared. He staggered back, pressing a hand to his forehead as though trying to steady himself.
" I..I don't know" he muttered, voice breaking.
" I can't think straight" his eyes landed on her and then travelled down her body sizing her up. His gaze landed on her bare tapped nipple boobs. He was now staring at her with lust and untamed hunger, something she was familiar with in her line of work .
She had seen this before on numerous times in the club.
An aphrodisiac
.... He is drugged....
The question is, did he drug himself or someone did? The former question is very unlikely to happen. Why would he drug himself.
She instinctively covered her boobs with her hands.
The man looked like he was drowning in his own body, fighting the urge to not act on the drugs. She has never seen someone this strong to not succumb to the effect of the drug.
She hesitated, torn between running for help and the flicker of pity that clawed its way through her fear. She needed to do something fast.
Before she could make a decision, footsteps came rushing through the hallway. The man moved towards the door to listen.
Donna didn't hear what the people outside were saying but the man did and turned towards her .
" I'll take responsibility..." With that he switched off the light. Donna couldn't react before she was grabbed and pulled to the bed. She realised what was going to happen and it made her panic.
The hallway outside grew louder, men's Voices and their hurried steps. Sounds of someone banging doors came.
" Check every room, we can't let him slip us" one of them barked.
Donna's pulse spiked. Whoever they were, they were searching for him... The stranger.
She didn't have time to process what was going on when the man kissed her hungriedly. She was caught off guard. The man pull the sheet over them and he regain a little clarity from the drug. He pulled away from her but was still on her.
"Just... play along. I won't hurt you."
Her body went rigid, but the sound of the approaching footsteps left her no time to think. The door rattled, then opened. Flashlight beams cut through the shadows.
From the hallway, all the men could see were two blurred figures tangled on the bed, breathing heavily, too close for decency. One of them cursed under his breath and turned away.
"Wrong room."
The door slammed shut again.
and their footsteps faded from the door.
Donna's body shook as the man's lips touches a pleasure spot around her neck.
" The... They are gone now..... You need help" she whispered but he didn't answer. The drugs has fully taken hold of him. She didn't stop him, she couldn't as he was more of a beast now than a man.
.......
The next day, Donna heard the ringing of her phone. She groaned, her eyes fluttering open. A sharp pain hit her head. The room smelled faintly of cologne and sweat.
Her phone kept ringing on the nightstand. She reached for it lazily. Her limbs and joints were sore and weak.
" Hmm...." She mumbled, answering.
" Sis? Why haven't you come back this morning?" Ariana's worried voice filled her ear
The familiar voice snapped her full awake. She sat up, clutching the blanket to her chest as the memory from last night hit her like a storm. The strange man.... And the events that happened.
She turned her head sharply, but the room was empty. The curtains were drawn with sunlight leaking in from the edges. The sheets were messy but he....was gone.
He didn't let her off for a really long time that she lost track of time and that made her so exhausted and sore all over.
" Sis? Are you there?" Ariana asked again.
" Y...yeah, I'm here" she said quickly, forcing her voice to be steady.
" Something came up at work, but I'll be home soon, okay? I'm fine, there's no need to be worried"
Ariana sighed on the other end " you always say that. Just... don't push yourself too hard alright? You sound tired"
" Like I've said Ria, I'm fine. I'll be back soon " she hung up and pressed her hand on her forehead and sighed deeply. Her head was pounding and her body still ached in places she didn't want to think about.
She looked around again. The room felt too quiet now unlike the ambiguous sounds that filled this room last night.
She saw a piece of paper lying on the nightstand. Her fingers hesitated before picking it up. A phone number was written on it cleanly with careful handwriting. No name, no message, just the numbers.
She decided to tear it up and pretend like what happened last night never did. She has always drawn a line between her body and her job. She gave me what they wanted to see, the sultry smiles, the practiced movement and the illusion of intimacy but she never let herself slip that line.
She sighed deeply again and tore the paper. She stood up and almost lost her balance due to the soreness and aching of her south boarders..
She looked herself in the mirror and saw how haggard she looks. Red patches scattered all over her neck and shoulder.
Her face was stained with what remains of the makeup she was on last night.
God!! She looked miserable
She quickly cleaned up and put on a normal outfit. By the time she stepped outside, the afternoon sun had already started to burn through the haze. She wrapped her scarf tightly around her head, hoping to disappear in the crowd
Halfway down the street, she stopped at a big pharmacy. Her fingers drummed nervously on the counter as the pharmacist asked " what do you need?"
" Emergency pill" she said quietly
The woman behind the counter gave her a quick look but didn't ask any questions. Donna paid and took the paper bag. She walked out without looking back.
She popped one pill into her mouth and the moment she turned a corner, washing it down with a bottle of water she bought from a store.
She waved down a cab and got in.
By the time she got home, the sun was high. The small apartment smelled faintly of detergent and instant noodles.
Ariana looked up from the couch, relief washing over her face.
" Finally! You scared me"
Donna forced a small smile
" Sorry.... My work place had an emergency. A customer caused trouble last night and I had to stay late"
Ariana frowned " again?? That place is too much. You should quit it it's stressing you out "
" Yeah... I'll think about it " Donna replied forcing a laugh.
Ria got up and hugged her tight" just promise me you will always be fine, okay?"
" I am " Donna whispered and hugged her back.