" Kun pu pu Kun pu kpum kpum. Kun pu pu Kun! Pu Kpum Kpum... "
Ear crackling throbs consisting of beats playing rhythymatically one after another exhoed constantly within a large hall. As it did, the enormous crowd within the hall swayed their body in resonance to the tempo of the beats.
A heavy lot were in pairs performing some intimate dance moves. While a pitiful few kept to themselves, choosing to dance in solitude.
Among this set was a girl called Prisca. Like a lost soul, she swayed her body; resonating deeply with the beats, while consequently keeping an oblivious state towards her surrounding.
On her left hand was a glass of hard drink. And for the other, it was empty. Hence, she repeatedly snapped it as she danced, so as to keep it busy.
The lustre radiating from her skin made it pretty obvious that her identity was anything but simple. Plus she was quite the beauty to behold. Slightly tall and slender.
"Jackpot! " mumbled a muscular teenager of about her age who stood a few steps away from her. They both were in their late teens, seventeen years today. This was the same for most of clubbers present in the hall. With the exception of the staffs.
The teenager who mumbled " jackpot " stared at Prisca like a predator glaring at it prey. ' An easy catch. ' So he thought.
Behind the villannious teenager was a group numbering about five more teenagers. Making them a crew of six.
" Boss. Could this be your new prey? Hahahaha... She is so pretty. Such beauty isn't easy to encounter nowadays. My dear boss, seems your eyesight had yet to dim one bit. She even looks rich. We really have strucked a jackpot this time. " One of his minions spoke as he admired Prisca. He stood right beside the boss, displaying his authority within the crew. Like a predator, he stared no less intensely than his boss at Prisca as if ready to swallow her up.
Expecting a diplomatic compliment while still gauging Prisca up, the minion was shocked when he felt a harsh slap land on his head, snapping him out of his blissful fantasy.
" Boss. What… " The minion made an attempt to seek clarification. But he was cut off while at the midst of his speech.
" What we! She's mine. Do you understand? " The boss declared. After which he questioned with a serious tone.
Hearing his question, The minion who was still furious internally, failed to answer immediately. He was still wallowed in the dismay from the unfair treatment.
Failing to get the reply he wanted, the boss himself grew furious and spoke in a cold tone. " Do you understand? ". This tone seemed to have a dangerous aura imbued in it, causing the minion and his fellows to fill chills run down their spine.
Frightened, the minion quickly fell to his knees and replied quickly. " Yes I do. ".
" I didn't hear that clearly. " The boss taunted.
" I said; YES I Do. " He repeated with a higher pitch.
His voice attracted a few gazes that let out chuckles in ridicule after witnessing his circumstance. This brought about an enormous level of shame with no means to vent out. He didn't even dare to let out a humming sound, to talk of rebuke in despair. His only option was to swallow his resentments.
" Better. " The boss said in satisfaction. Not at all bothered by his minion's state or circumstance. To him, that was how it was meant to be. After all, he is the boss. And this wasn't a playground, this was the street. A ghetto.
' Humph! You only know how to lift your shoulder amongst us. Once a problem arises, you chicken out. You just wait. Once my plan finally hatch, your position will be mine. Everything will be… ' The minion thought, while still on his knees. His outward words and inner thought were like east an west, on two different direction. But he still maintained his frightful act before his boss.
Turning his attention back to Prisca. The boss found her still immersed in her dance, completely oblivious to what had just transpire. Or maybe she just didn't care.
Slowly he strode forward, approaching her confidently. This game was one he had been playing for a long while. Thus, he had gained an adept knowledge on female courting.
He stopped only when he was a step away from her. Then he did something even more outrageous.
He actually slid his right hand round Prisca's waist from behind.
Feeling a hand round her waist, Prisca didn't panic immediately as she thought it was one of her two friends whom she tagged along with when come to this place. However, she recalled it wasn't long since they left, hence they couldn't possibly be back so soon.
Besides, the hand seems a bit too tough…
" Hello beauty. " A voice invaded her ears.
" … "
" PAAAA! " A slap.
" What the! **** "
' It's really a man. '
" PAAAAA! " She sent another one upon confirmation.
' This bitch! ' The boss thought.
After delivering the second slap, Prisca turned around to see who this outrageous person was.
" Hello dear, I am Jake by name. I was just… "
' He is even introducing himself. '
" PAAAAA! "
" PAAAAA! "
" PAAAAA! "
Three more connected. Each more powerful than the former.
At this point, the boss was furious. How dare she! Five Slaps. Did she think he was her punching bag or what? When last had he suffered such humiliation. It was simply unacceptable.
He was still lost in his thought when he discovered another hand drawing closer to his face.
Without ado, he retreated immediately.
Usually, anyone who dared to do these things to him wouldn't go scot free. But today was different as they were in a dreaded club. One belonging to a tycoon he didn't dare to offend.
" You! … You will regret this. " He spouted as he and his minions ran away with their tails between their legs.
Hearing his words, Prisca raised her hand to throw the glass on it at him. But on a second thought, she decided not to.
Still feeling irritated, she picked up her bag and stormed off the club, solemnly warning herself to never step her foot here again.
" Prisca. " A feminine voice chimed after she had walked a few steps away from the club.
Knowing who it was, she hesitated in answering. Today's incident could very well be blamed on this person to a certain extent. After all, it was this person that kept on inviting her to this damn place.
" PRISCA! " Another feminine voice sounded. This one was quite different from the former, indicating it was from a different person.
Not wanting to be seen as snobby, Prisca paused her steps and turned back. " What is it? " She asked in anger.
" Hey girl, calm down. " The first voice coaxed. The owner of the two voices were Anna and Casa. They were Prisca's only friends and also the one's who invited her to the club.
In truth, this wasn't their first time doing so as they had made numerous previous attempts. But she had always declined them as she didn't want to partake in any fornicative acts, and she had been told numerous times that it was the purpose of the existence of clubs.
However, they convinced her otherwise. They claimed it was a matter of choice. One could decide whether to indulge in such acts or just dance unrestrainedly.
After countless times of persuasion and rejection, she finally accepted. After all, she really needed a means to let out some steam.
Now this happened. Completely contrary to their explanation of how the place operated. It was only normal that she bore some resentment towards them.
" What happened? "
" Were you harassed? "
They both asked in sync.
" Ohhhh! So you know people do get harassed in this place. " Prisca ranted angrily.
" Of course no. We didn't expect such a hooligan would show up today, or even have the guts to lay his filthy hand on you. "
" Yes. We are surprised ourself. "
" … "
' I don't recall telling what happened. How then did they find out? … Suppose they knew previously, why did they ask me "what happened". ' Prisca realized something was off.
" Sorry dear. Don't worry. The scumbag will definitely get what he deserves. " Anna coaxed further.
" Yes, he definitely will. Hope you weren't hurt in any way? " Casa scanned Prisca's body as she spoke. She carefully caressed Prisca skin, looking for any signs of an injury.
" Stop that. He didn't do anything much. I even slapped him five times for the transgression. " Prisca let out triumphantly.
" Good that you weren't hurt… Wait What! You slapped him! "
" Five times! "
The two girls exclaimed.
" Yes. Any problem? "
" No, no. No problem. We are just shocked. Truly the Prisca I know. Kudos to you. " Anna said in defence, raising her hand for a fist bump. Prisca didn't shy away either.
" Okay. I guess you are on your way home. I think you should be quick about it. It's already dark and the roads are desolate. If you waste any more time, you might encounter danger while on the way. " Casa reminded.
Hearing her, Prisca nodded. " I will be on my way then. " She turned and departed. It was until they could no longer see her shadow in the dark road that they turned to return to the club.
Just then, a male teenager walked out with his underlings accompaning him. He obstructed the path of Anna and Casa.
It was the boss, Jake.
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