A DEBT TO PAY

I'm Sorry, Sasha. But I can't continue like this. You slept for the fifth time." The manager yelled at the girl who had her head down. She couldn't argue this time because he was right.  "I'm sorry, Sir. Please—" the man raised his hand, gesturing Sasha to stop. "You have to resign from this job. I need active people."  "Another chance, Sir. Please." The girl pleaded,but the manager nodded his head.  "Please take your things while you move out." His thumb pointed backwards, to the door. Sasha's shoulders slumped. She had no way out of this.  She packed her items in a box and walked out of the store. She could hear the other staff w

It was eleven at night, the night sky didn't look pale anymore. Rather it looked sinful, matching with Russell's own set of thoughts as he stared down at the beauty sitting beside him. Having women wasn't a new thing for him. And this was no different. He thought to himself. She was another piece to one of his use and throw systems, just waiting to be devoured. For what he could conjure, she was probably the innocent type. Never had sex, no boyfriend. She wouldn't want to give up her virginity. But that didn't mean he wouldn't take it. A smirk lifted up the corner of his lips and he stared back to the window.  Sasha's tears had dried down along the journey. She wanted to sleep and forget any of this happened. She wanted to get back to her normal shitty life, because she was used to that. This, she wasn't used to. Where a man capable of destroying her family had her in his grip. There was

Sasha was done scribbling and sketching on the paper when the door opened and Russell walked in. His eyes scanned the room and then down at the east where Sasha was sitting. "What are you doing down there? Crying?" "Yeah, I've been dropping a lot of tears in the form of ink lately." She rolled her eyes and got back to what she was doing. "What am I supposed to wear?"  "Hmm. How about nothing?" He chuckled, imagining the dirty pictures of Sasha naked on his mind. His crotch again grew hard against his pants and he grumbled quietly. He didn't even get to taste her and she was already making him horny. He loved women and their bodies. He got turned on easily. But there had to be some trigger to do that to him. Either the woman's cleavage or any other part of her body exposed. Especially the booty. But Sasha was covered from top to