My Father's Friend
My Father’s Friend – Chapter 10

Casey blinks, abandoning the crying quickly, why was that girl telling him that? What was she hiding from him? He knew something she didn’t.

-How can you be so sure?

-None of the girls they’ve brought here have come dressed the way you are, that makes me think that…..

-What?

Serena didn’t want to deceive her, but something told her that this girl was from a very powerful family, the problem was… would it be convenient to give her all that information, if Otto found out what she was doing he would surely give her a shitty punishment, for being the oldest one in that place her special treatment had gone to shit.

According to that bastard, old women were no longer the main attraction. And that he was only 26 years old, he was a fucker, I hoped he would die very soon in the worst possible way.

-Listen, I don’t want you to get your hopes up too high. It’s just a theory of mine. But I think, you might be the daughter of a very important guy, possibly very wealthy. He may have a lot of influence and may have your whereabouts.

-God! -She exclaims full of hope.

-These are just my hypotheses.

-But it’s an option, isn’t it?

Serena lets out a sigh, it was impossible with that girl. Maybe she shouldn’t have said anything to him, she only gave him hope, but only to die in that place. Or possibly she might have a worse fate like that of… no, no, she couldn’t think about that. She looked cute, she deserved a better ending.

-Maybe! -He answers a little hesitantly.

-I know someone is looking for me, I can feel it.

-Many felt that, the feeling is the same. I want you to know, there is also a big possibility that you….

-What?

-Nothing, I’d better help you change and show you around. It’s about to get dark and it’s best not to make Otto angry -The brunette stands up.

-Who is Otto?

[…]

She meticulously counted a wad of bills while a cigarette burned by itself on her lips, from Otto’s lips stood out a half smile at the sight of that amount of money in his hands. For him it was the best part of his job, counting the money the girls produced for him. They were a gold mine, despite the clientele being a bit low, they always paid well for them and that was a merit those bitches had earned.

If the client left happy, he made a lot of money….

-Otto,” one of his men interrupted him, entering his office.

-What do you want? -He answers reluctantly.

-The girl woke up, Serena is showing her around.

-Good, good… the more she fits in, the better.

-Are you sure you want to put that woman to work?

-Why else would I, she was brought here for a reason, wasn’t she?

-But you know very well who sent her…

-Shut up! I’m the owner of this place, and I decide who to put to work and who not to put to work. And that rich brat will be just another one of the bunch,” he proclaims in a loud voice.

Cesey perpedee perpedee, quickly forgetting the cry, why did that guy say that? What was he hiding from her? I know something he’s not.

-How can you be sure?

-None of those who have come here have come dressed in the way you are, that makes me think that…

-What?

Serene didn’t want to deceive him or illusion him but, something told her that this guy belongs to a very powerful woman, the problem is… would it be convenient to give him all this information? if Otto replaces out what he is doing, he will surely give her a shit, for being the most knowledgeable person in the place, his specific job will be gone and he will get f****d up.

According to the old man, the old women were not the main target. And even though he was only 26 years old, he was a little boy, and I hope he died very soon in the worst possible way.

-Listen, I don’t want you to get your hopes up too high. It’s just a theory of mine. But I think you may be the son of a very important person, possibly very wealthy. Maybe he has a lot of influence and he’s got a lot to do with your peredero.

-God! -I’m full of hope.

-These are just my hypotheses.

-But it’s an option, isn’t it?

Serene let out a sigh, ere impossible with that chice. Maybe she shouldn’t have told him anything, she just owes him hope, but, just to die in that place. Or maybe she had a worse fate than… no, no, I couldn’t think of that. She would have deserved a better end.

-Maybe! -I answered a little hesitantly.

-I know someone is looking for me, I can feel it.

-Many felt that, the feelings are the same. I want you to know that, I also have a great possibility that you…

-What?

-Nede, I’d better help you change and show you the place. It’s about to get dark and it’s best not to make Otto angry.

-Who is Otto?

[…]

He carefully counts a bundle of bills while a cigarette consumes itself in his lips, from Otto’s lips there is a half-smile at the sight of that centided of money in his minus. But he is the best part of his job, counting the money he earns from the chicks. They are a gold mine, and even though the clientele is a little bit old, they always get a good deal for them and that is a merit that these dogs have earned.

If the client goes away happy, he generates a lot of money….

-Otto,” one of his men interrupted him, entering his office.

-What do you want? -Answer from mele gene.

-Le chice woke up, Serene is showing him the place.

-Well, well… the more you get, the better.

-Are you sure you want to put that woman to work?

-But if not, something was brought to her, wasn’t it?

-But you know well who sent her….

-Shut up! I am the owner of this place, and I decide who to put and who not to work and who not to work. And that little brat will be just one more of the bunch -Procleme with a loud voice.

-Of course,” the man nods.

-Now get out, and keep an eye on the new girl, but especially on Serena. I don’t trust that bitch, she’s a traitor and likes to invent a lot.

-All right… -The guy pretends to leave.

-What’s the girl’s name?

-We don’t know, the documentation was left in his car.

Otto waves him away, he didn’t care if he didn’t know the girl’s name. After all, the name didn’t matter in that place. The man continues counting the money in his hands with an ambitious smile on his face.

[…]

The night arrived in that prison for the girls, or so they supposed. To tell the truth they were not sure when it was day or night, much less the date of that day, for them time had stopped. The truth was that when the guards ordered them to get dressed to start working, they automatically assumed it was night. Like any nightclub.

Serena searched for a suitable outfit for the new girl, it was hard for the brunette to get her attention without knowing her name. For the moment she would have to make do, until Otto told her what to call her. On the other hand, the girl was well behaved. Hopefully he had managed to get her to stop crying, as he showed her the club only sniffling his nose. Her evolution was different from the others, who spent days crying and wailing. Yes well, it was horrible to be kidnapped and held in a club just to be sold. But what choice did they have? There was no unguarded exit through which they could escape.

-Do I have to use that? The red-haired woman’s voice brought her out of her thoughts, she looked at the dress he had gotten her.

-You’re not going to wear that rag you’re wearing? Otto would never allow it, the best thing is for you to wear that outfit,” she pointed to the garment.

-It’s too revealing, I can’t wear this.

-Believe me, it’s the most conservative thing I’ve found. We usually all walk around in our underwear.

Casey looks at the stunned brunette, then looks at the garment, like it was better to wear that dress than to go out in her underwear in front of a bunch of morbid men. She slowly nods, she had no choice but to abide by those orders. And after what Serena told her it was the most appropriate thing to do, if she didn’t obey she would be terribly punished and she wasn’t willing to tolerate being mistreated.

-All right, I’ll use it.

-Good girl – Serena smiles at her – Are you really sure you don’t remember your name?

-No,” she replies with an anguished expression.

-Relax, I’m sure you’ll recover your memory as soon as you get a good rest” The redhead nods, but not very convinced. Get ready, we have to leave in an hour -Serena pretends to leave.

-And what am I going to do? -Casey stops her by the arm.

The brunette watches her with concern, she didn’t even know what they had in store for her that day. They could put her to work, or she would end up spending the night as a simple waitress… anyway, her destiny was more than written, one way or another a man would crave for her until he bought her. Her greatest sin was that she was very beautiful and she was sure that many would fight for her that night.

-I’m not sure,” she lied to him, although inside she knew the answer.

-I see in your eyes that you know, you just don’t want to tell me.

-Listen, get dressed and… stay close to me, okay? -Serena sees her nod, she wasn’t sure she could help her much, but she would try.

By the time the lights came on, and the background music began to play, the girls were coming out from behind the heavy curtain to embark on their day’s journey. The club was already almost overflowing with patrons of all ages, the girls whose turn it was to dance were waiting their turn, and the others were serving drinks at the tables where patrons were taking the opportunity to grope them.

Serena and Casey were heading towards the entrance of the club when suddenly a hand closed on the brunette’s arm, Serena turned her body and noticed that Otto was holding her arm.

-Where do you think you’re taking the new girl?

-To the club.

-No, she won’t be there. No one gave you orders to take her there, you stupid girl,” he shook her body to push her aside.

-If you don’t tell me what to do, how the hell should I know Otto?

-And you, it’s a good thing you stopped crying like an idiot. Tears won’t do you any good, here you come to work and if you don’t do it, you don’t eat, and you die. So for your sake you’d better be a good girl.

Otto spoke in a demanding manner to Casey, the girl trembled at his words trying to hold back the tears that were about to flow from her eyes.

-Go to the kitchen, and you stay there doing whatever shit you do, got it? -She nods quickly. Serena, take her. Then you go back to work.

-Yes.

The man loses himself through the heavy reddish curtains, and the young women’s violent gaze falls, but especially Serena’s, who was full of curiosity to know why the f**k he sent the new one to the kitchen. She never did that with the new ones, the faster she got them out of the sale the better. But not this one, what was so special about that girl?

-Hey, are you a virgin?

The question seemed to bewilder the red-haired girl, who could only blink her eyes, showing an expression that indicated she didn’t know shit. Undoubtedly, the mental lacuna she had in her head was worse than she thought. Possibly, with a simple rest she would not fully recover her memories, it would take something much stronger for that girl to remember who the hell she was.