5: Disguising as a Prostitute

Chapter 5: Disguising as a Prostitute

As soon as their figures disappeared on the horizon, she dashed towards Lisaura's room. The doorknob almost yielded under the force of her impatient fingers, but the door was locked.

"I'm coming!" Lisaura alarmed, forcefully opening the door. "Molly?" she exclaimed in surprise, seeing the girl's panicked face, which seemed to have aged years in minutes.

"What's happening?" Molly asked, entering the room and frantically examining everything. On Eloah's bed, the clothes she would wear were neatly arranged, along with the wig. "Are you meeting this wolf today?"

"Yes..." Lisaura replied, her voice dragging, the weight of guilt and fear pressing down on her shoulders. "But what are you doing here? The madam fled, and you're risking yourself."

"I needed to ask you something," announced Molly without delay, her voice choked with anguish.

"What do you want?" Lisaura saw the girl's fearful gaze shift to the bed, picking up the wig and staring at the prostitute with distress. She understood immediately. "Are you that desperate? I thought your family had enough money to escape."

"Well... It's not money that I want," whispered Molly, approaching Lisaura with hesitant steps.

"Then? Do you want a moment with such a cruel man?" she asked, raising her eyebrows in a mix of surprise and disbelief. "A sheltered girl who has never been touched by any man?"

"No... I need your help," the words came out in a whisper, laden with pleading.

"What?" Lisaura prepared to hear the request, her heart pounding hard in her chest.

"I need to get something that's with him. You know about my family's situation, and now not all the money we have will save us. So, I had an idea."

"What?"

"I want... I'll... I want..." she mumbled and stuttered, the words refusing to come out of her throat.

"It seems like you want to risk yourself in that maniac's bed," Lisaura sighed, thoughtful, her eyes filled with concern.

"I need to get that ring. Tell me what I have to do, please?"

Lisaura shook her head negatively, compassion fighting against common sense. Molly seemed so desperate, her eyes burning with fierce determination.

"Forget it! What can an inexperienced girl like you do? Cry and try to escape when he tries to touch you? You're a virgin, you shouldn't even consider this idea."

"Look!? I would never ask you to do this in my place because I know it would condemn you to death. I know the high price paid for stealing from such an important mafia leader. But whether I do this or not, my life is over. We're all going to die."

"Is it that serious?" she asked, her mind spinning in panic.

"Yes! It's only a matter of time before they capture us. But if I can get that ring, supposedly I can get my family out of this city." As Molly explained, Lisaura became pensive, an internal battle unfolding in her heart.

"I went to see Eloah two days ago," she began to explain, moving to the dresser, opening one of the drawers, and taking out a piece of paper. "This is the list of instructions she gave me. This man is completely deranged. She gave me this in case I started meeting him. I know that before learning this, she suffered a lot at his hands, she was even afraid to meet him." She said, handing the list to Molly, who began to read eagerly, her eyes widening with every word she absorbed.

"Things you should never do with the sniffer wolf:

[1. Never touch him without permission.

2. Never kiss.

3. Never remove his mask.

4. Never repeat the perfume unless he likes it.

5. 'Stay quiet, he doesn't like people starting conversations.']"

"So... Is this what needs to be done? Does he always wear a mask?" Molly asked, the paper trembling in her hand revealing her fear.

"Yes, and she told me he never kisses. Normally..." Lisaura felt apprehensive about telling the tiny frightened girl." Well, I think it's best for you to find out for yourself, since you want to go, I don't want to make you even more scared than you already are.

"I have to do this, whether I want to or not." Molly grumbled, her lips forming a pout of tears.

"Also... The perfume is important. I think that's why she has a drawer full of them. She said if he hates your perfume, it will stress him out..." Lisaura hesitated again, apprehensively.

"What happens if he hates it?

"He tends to get intense just to get it over with." Lisaura muttered, looking away.

"What do you mean?" Molly asked, her voice trembling.

"It's not easy to explain to someone inexperienced. Ah!... My God! What am I doing?" She lamented, throwing herself on the bed." You know what? I'll get the ring for you.

"No!" Molly said sharply." You're not going to condemn your life for something in our family. I will. Just... Explain to me a bit of everything Eloah told you.

"He's not kind. You're just a girl. Don't traumatize yourself like this. Men like him don't know how to treat a woman properly, we're just objects, your parents preserved you for marriage and not for this life.

"I'm not giving up." Molly retorted.

"Well, he... has his advantages. He won't kiss you at any time. The touches will be superficial, but you must not touch him at any time." Lisaura said apprehensively.

"What if he likes the perfume?

"It doesn't change much, it just increases the intensity. The advantage is that he won't hurt you.

"Hurt?" Molly asked, wide-eyed.

"You'll know if his hand touches your buttocks." Lisaura explained thoughtfully, looking around as if searching for something.

"I'm getting scared." Molly confessed.

"I have an idea. I believe you can still leave as a virgin.

"How?

"This!" She pointed to the bottle on her bedside table.

"What is it?

"This is "Sleeping Beauty". I use it when I'm drinking with disgusting men who are really bothersome. You could try something new.

"What do you mean?

"Try having a drink with him. It's risky, but if you're sensual enough, maybe he'll accept a sip and you can make him pass out before he touches you.

"That's it! That's it!" Exclaimed Molly, trembling even more than bamboo.

"So that's it, but it's very risky. Once you do it, grab the ring and run away, that place belongs to him as far as I know, so his men will be there.

"Thank you!" She thanked eagerly.

Lisaura helped Molly get ready, the girl was unrecognizable after the makeup, Lisaura tried to disguise her appearance well so that he couldn't find her in case something went wrong, then that naive and weak face disappeared, giving way to that of a more mature and experienced woman, but her innocent look didn't fool those who knew her.

"Wait! I almost forgot" She ran to get the wig when Molly was already ready to leave, putting it on her head, then handed her Eloah's traffic seal with an ID and glasses." You're unrecognizable now." Said Lisaura, proudly.

Molly hailed a taxi and headed to the indicated address, an isolated nightclub in the city, with huge security guards at the door, barring some young people from passing.

"Hello!" greeted Molly to the guards while presenting the seal.

"Prostitutes in the back area. I thought Eloah already knew!" Asserted the grumpy security guard.