Ellsa sat at the bar licking her wounds with the help of a few tequilas, after getting thrown out of her sister’s home. This person wasn’t her. She didn’t go to dingy places, drink cheap liquor and feel sorry for herself. She was better than this, and yet she couldn’t help but wallow in the gutter.
How dare they humiliate her like that? And worse of all, in front of Kris and Audrey? Ellie might be her sister, but she was going to regret what she did. And Carson, he had no idea what he’d just started.
She drove so far just to get away from the humiliation. She didn’t even know the name of the stupid town.
A man sat on the stool next to her, ogling at her like he was seeing a woman for the first time. “Hi honey, how you doing tonight?”
“Get away from me,” Ellsa uttered, with disgust.
He held a lock of her hair and rubbed it in between his fingers. “What’s wrong? I was just trying to be nice.”
Ellsa pulled away. “Don’t touch me.”
The man sneered. “What, you think you are so special?”
“Yes I am. The hands that touch me earn a million dollars as an annual income. How much do you make a month, or should I have said a day?”
The man got right into her face. “You are a high priced whore! It doesn’t change the fact that you sell your body for money. How much do you earn a day?”
“Do I look like a prostitute to you?”
He winked at her. “I saw what you have under that coat. Trust me, I’m going to be worth your while. It will be so good, you’ll be paying me.”
Ellsa slapped him across the face and poured the tequila in his eyes. “Touch me again, and I’ll kill you!”
He grabbed her and roughly pulled her off the stool. “You little bitch!” he hissed. “I’m going to teach you a lesson!” He dragged her out into the alley and pinned her against the wall. He felt her up as she struggled to push him off her.
She stopped fighting when something in her mind clicked. “Okay! I’ll do what you want. You don’t have to force yourself on me.”
The man looked at her with a glimmer in his eye. “You are not going to run, or blind me with your pepper spray?”
She tilted her head and looked at him. She then ran her fingers over his lips. “Of course not. I’m going to do you a favor.”
The man moaned, closing his eyes. “What?”
“Stop your life from getting even more pathetic.”
“Please do.”
Ellsa pushed him down a few inches to reach his ear, one hand on his chin the other stroking the back of his neck. “You asked for it,” she whispered. And with one swift quick move, she snapped his neck. The man’s body fell to the ground with a loud thud.
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