Lost In His Arms

She peered around and had no sight of him-this is the only chance she had. A chance to run away from him, she can't stand him anymore. She can't stand looking at him, giving orders like he owned the world and no one can terminate him from his power.

She inaudibly crept through the living room and handled the door. Mildly to evade making a sound, she turns the doorknob. It made a ticking sound, making her grimace. It sounded as though the whole world could hear that precise sound. And she wouldn't want to risk getting caught.

She bit on her lips as she scanned the room, making sure no one heard her. The room was silent. No sign of the maids or butler, just not yet. It was still dawn. The sun hadn't shown yet-it was dark and hazy.

She heaved a sigh of relief and went ahead to open the door. A smile of pleasure escaped on her face as her eyes sparkled with bliss. She couldn't remember the last time she was that happy. Maybe when she was much younger-when she didn't have a care in the world, when the world wasn't after her or her happiness and peace of mind.

"Where do you think you're going?" She heard the familiar booming voice that made her shiver with fright. She froze in her spot as her heart dropped to the floor. Her stomach churns with dread, and her hands quiver.

Why was he up that early? What was he doing in the living room? Did he discover her secret plan to run away?

The questions kept rushing into Laura's mind. But it wasn't of any help. It was too late. She has been caught and dashing out wasn't going to be of any use. He'd catch up with her or pull the alarm, making his men capture her. She was already in enough trouble.

"I said Where do you think you're going, Laura?" He repeated. This time, his voice was harsher and gaudier. He descends the stairs and ambles across the hefty, well-decorated living room to approach her. By the way he sounded so pissed-she was going to pay for what she had done.

The further his paces rose nearer and brasher, the more her trepidation grew higher. Her heart beats fast as though it were going to escape from its position in her chest. Her whole body trembled with implausible fear. She still hadn't turned to look at him. She was afraid. How could she possibly face the man who torments her life?

"You answer me right now, young lady," he bellowed indignantly as he yanked her to face him. She looks frightened, too terrified to speak out. Too terrified to even open her eyes and look at him.

He gripped her arm so harshly that she yelped in pain. She finally opens her mouth to speak. Her eyes were still shut. "I... I was feeling a little...sore, so I decided to take a swift walk down the block and return home," she stuttered, finally having the courage to open her eyes to look at him. He looked so furiously that his brow drew together and his eyes were dark. She feared that.

"Oh," he mouthed, loosening up the grip on her arm. He leans in, hands capturing her waist abruptly. Draws her closer to himself. He shoves his face into her neck and sniffs it. She smelled so good; it made him feel aroused. "Have you forgotten; you belong to me," he whispered as he brushed his lips across her neck. His words send shivers down her spine. It makes her heart rate rush. It makes her frail and helpless.

She wanted to be out of his hold so badly but she was weak. She's always weak when it comes to him. His cologne didn't help matters. Her eyes shut close as she gives up on freeing herself from his hold.

"Why go out for a walk when you can ride me?"

Her eyes bulged out with fear as her entire body tensed up. What does he mean by that? He was planning on doing something to her? He wasn't satisfied with the rounds they had last night? Or did he want her dead?

How could someone be so arrogant, so egoistic, yet obsessed with having sex, not just with any woman, just her?

"Let's head to my room and you could ride on me." His words fell on her ears, breaking her from her thoughts.

"What?"

A loud thud echoed fiercely on the door, making chaos in the apartment.

Laura's little brother grasped her tightly. The young boy appeared to be unnerved.

Who might be knocking this late in the evening?

Laura had a baffling look as the reflection danced into her head while she gazed at the exit. She was sure she knew who was at the door, her suspicions brought in a wave of panic that overwhelmed her. She shivered slightly at the thought of the bastard at the door. The monster has come back to harass them again!

"Who's there?" She inquired, in an attempt not to feel panicky as she heard footsteps inching closer to the door. The question wasn't needed since she knew who was at the door. Still, she demanded notwithstanding, feigning obliviousness.

"Open up bitch!" the icy voice of a man roared furiously.

"Open this door now before I smash it!" His voice echoed with monster fury and alert.

Dennis held her tighter as he stood behind her back, shaking like he heard the voice of a beast. She despised seeing her little brother this terrified, but there was nothing she could do.

"Do you hear me, you good-for-nothing piece of shit !" He growled, "Since you chose to end up like your worthless old man! This door is coming down!" Everything suddenly went silent for a moment.

Hopefully, he had left. That was what she prayed for silently, even though it was next to impossible; her heart beat heavily against her chest.

Suddenly, they heard a loud thud at the door. As the door was hit again with an even louder thud, the sides of the door cracked and the door fell to the ground.

Laura snatched her brother, shielding him from the scene.

"You jackass!" She yelled at the man who broke into their home and was standing on the door he had just destroyed.

She raised her head, and it met the beady eyes of a furious, solid-looking man dressed in black,, gazing at them. Behind him were two men also dressed in the black, wearing dark shades with menacing looks on their individual faces.

"Mr. Hart?" She called with nervousness in her voice.

"Don't even think about mentioning my name, you vermin!" He growled as he stepped to her and dragged her by the hair, roughly separating her from her little brother.

"Laura!" Dennis calls, crying.

He did not want to lose his sister the same way he lost his papa. Dennis thought, as the men came in and picked him up.

"Honestly, just look at him. He seemed terrified. Defenseless. And all of this is your father's fault" he whispered into her ears. He placed his lips closer to her ears like a man in the great endless net of passion.

Her frightened eyes settled on the honest child whimpering in tears. He was right, this was all her father's fault. He was the one who brought this monster into their lives.

"Aww... He needs his mummy." said Mr Hat expressing a distasteful voice to mock the boy's guiltlessness. He sounded like he was partaking in their misery. The bastard!

"You don't want to end up like your useless father, right?"

Those words smashed something inside of Laura. She gazed with sharp void eyes at the edge of the room. Unexpectedly, she burst out battling against the man, while he giggled at her irritation. A surprising amount of strength filled her as she dismantled and pawed at him, yet all that she did happened to be harmless.

"This will be my last warning!" He released her and she fell to the ground cruelly, unable to find strength to support her legs.

"You have just seven days to get me my money! That is if you love your useless lives! Because, the next time I come here, I vow not to simply break your door, but also your bones too!"

He snapped his fingers and his men let go of Dennis. The kid slithered rapidly to his sister.

" Just look at them, foolish, defenseless little rats," he said, and his men joined him in uncontrollable laughter.

Just when they were about to leave, her voice stopped them.

"Mr. Hat!" Laura called furiously, clutching her head, which had hit the ground hard.

"You need your money, right? I'll get it to you in four days or less!"

Four days? Could it be said that she was aware of what she was saying? How will she find the money in four days or less!? Was this boldness or outright stupidity, she wondered... Perhaps she hit her head to the exact extent that she lost her senses.

"Gee," he grunted. "Fascinating, I know you'll get me my money." he chuckled.

"If you're implying I will be getting my money in no less than four days then you're more ballsy than I thought" he left with his men, laughing as they vanished along the street. He was certain she was simply boasting. He would find a lot of joy in snapping her bones only four days from now.

Four days? Was she really thinking? How?

Why on earth did she say that to Mr Hat was the first thought that came into her mind when the men left the room.

But, she had to defend herself for this torture to stop. If not Mr Hat would never allow them to experience harmony in their lives. He would keep on torturing them the same way he had tormented their father, which led him to go into a drinking and gambling lifestyle.

Presently it was their turn to pay for what their father couldn't wrap up. Mr. Hat, is by simple definition a relentless beast. He could care less if they were sick or even homeless. All he ever cared for and needed was his fucking money!

She didn't remember what she was thinking when those words started coming out of her mouth, but she was certainly sure that there was a way out of this mess her father had created for them.

Even though she was weak, that didn't mean she would allow anyone to continuously step on her.

"Laura," Dennis called, still crying. "H-how? How are you going to pay for the money?" The crying kid asked her.

Laura swallowed as she peered down at the helpless child. This was a lot for him to deal with at his age. She despised herself for feeling so powerless and defenseless at the same time.

She forced out a fake smile at him and said, " Don't worry. It will all be over soon" she assured him. She was certainly sure that all would be over soon, even though there wasn't a way out now, but she was determined to make sure everything was fine.

She taps softly on his back.

" There has to be a way," she murmured as warm tears escaped from her eyes.

This needs to stop, they can't continue life this way. There has to be a way!

Jasmine!

Right then, a name hit her head. Of course, Jasmine might be the solution to her problem,

Her childhood friend.

~~~

The Maiden Hotel, also known as Slut delivery..

Jasmine sat on a delicate sofa in a dimly lit room with a cigarette on her left hand serenely going through some files before her. She put the cigarette in her mouth and puffed out a thick cloud of smoke. It wasn't easy maintaining a business of this nature, yet she had committed her whole life to this business and had made a name for herself.

Nevertheless, it paid much better than working at the fanciest restaurant as a waiter.

Oh gosh! She hated the sight of dirty dishes and also cleaning after people.

Hell no! That was not her kind of work.....

Anyway, writing down and making requests to fulfill their client's desires was an important part of the job, that was her primary role as the manager in charge of delivery.

Her phone rang, upsetting her quiet state of mind. "What in the world!" She shouted to herself before picking up the call.

"What?!" She screamed at the caller on the line.

" Ma'am.. , a lady is here to see you," the other voice on the line said, shakily.

"A lady? Who?"

"She said her name was Laura."

"Give her access right away!" she instructed, fixing herself in a new position. Her voice had relaxed at the name Laura.

It was an unexpected visit. After a long time? She scarcely heard from Laura after she left for school. Whatever might have happened that made her show up out of nowhere?

She situated herself well on the seat, not knowing how to present herself before her childhood best friend. She looked quietly at the door, hanging tight for it to open any moment.

'Click'

The door handle turned and the door made a creaking sound as it opened slowly to show a slight view. The head of a girl pops in first, taking a look around the little office.

"Laura!" Jasmine called excitedly as she stood up. "Come in!" she said as she hugged Laura in a warm and inviting embrace.

"It's been such a long time," she said with sad eyes. She saw one more shadow behind her back. She looked and saw a little boy. Little Dennis was with her.

"Gracious, you brought Dennis as well?" she asked, a little concerned . The little boy seemed happy to meet her even though it had been a long time since he saw her. He could still recall her face.

"Come here, my little cutie" Jasmine said, giving him a similar embrace she gave to his sister.

"You look pretty as usual," Jasmine said as she watched Laura.

"You as well" Laura commented, getting herself a seat.

" I had thought about seeing you again, but certainly not at such a late hour of the day. Now, tell me, what brings you here.?" Jasmine asked happily.

"Jasmine, I need your help".

Jasmine could see the desperation in her eyes. She could tell something was wrong. She knew Laura and when something had her desperate, that was just the way she looked!

Even though she appeared to be in trouble, her eyes were still as pretty as the last time they met.

Anyway, this was a surprise. Jasmine watched her watery eyes, seeing the arrival of new tears. She seemed like she had been crying before coming here.

"What happened?"

Jasmine got focused, sounding stressed. She couldn't comfort Laura the way she used to back when they were in school. Jasmine looked at Laura with concern in her eyes...

"My Dad," Laura said, unfortunately.

If there was one thing that would break Laura this way, it was the good for nothing father she had, Jasmine thought.

good-for-nothing thought about them after the death of their mother, the only thing he focused on was money!

That was the same money that brought troubles into the lives of his children...

" Don't tell me that asshole laid his hands on you?" Jasmine asked with her eyes burning with a full scorn. If that fool dared to lay his hands on her friend this time, she promised she would never let it slide.

"No, he's dead."

"What!?" Jasmine tossed her hand over her mouth, stunned. Mr Martin was dead? She didn't know how to feel, she didn't like him much and there was little she could remember apart from his constant stench of alcohol.

It had been quite a while since they reached out to each other. They had somehow fell out of touch when Laura's family moved out of town.

When did she lose her father? Those words ran consciously in her thoughts until Laura, out of nowhere, ended the silence by saying.

"I want to become one of your delivery escorts."

"What!? Are you stupid?" Jasmine asked, she couldn't understand what her friend just said. Laura wasn't this kind of person, this wasn't her world. She had always been shy when it comes to men but what could have happened to change such an innocent flower.

"What are you saying?" Jasmine asked again, eyes widened trying to keep her voice down as little Denis played phone games loudly at the corner of the room. "Dennis, go play outside with the secretary" she said as she opened the door and gestured him out of the office so they could continue the conversation in privacy. Laura didn't seem to care.

"Do you know what you're saying?" Jasmine asked again as she shut the door behind her.

Laura nodded with determination in her eyes. She had made up her mind before coming here. She knew the nature of job Jasmine did, delivering girls to rich billionaires. With luck she would be able to raise the money or maybe get some kind of advance from Jasmine which she would gradually work off.

"Laura, this kind of job is not for girls like you, I can't allow you to do that. If you need money I can help you with that, but working as one of my call girls? Do you have any idea what this job entails?" Jasmine asked slowly.

"But you have to help me Jasmine! " Laura cried.

"I need the job to pay off my father's debt. Our safety is being threatened because of this money, and I'm not expecting a handout of such magnitude, we're talking thousands of dollars here!" the girl begged with watery eyes, looking too pitiful to resist.

Jasmine rested her back on the chair and stared at her friend for some time before asking

"How much does your father owe?"

"It's about 2 hundred dollars" Laura replied

There was silence for a few seconds, Jasmine lit up her cigarette again and inhaled deeply. Laura was right, she would have to work to get that kind of money.

But still, Jasmine couldn't help but think, what kind of good for nothing father would gamble away his life and leave his kids in debt knowing fully well they had no one to cater for them.

She wondered, while her eyes looked into Laura's as if searching to understand the pains she was going through. It must have been hell for her all these days after the death of her father. And to be a call girl? She must have been desperate.

She knew Laura had no experience with this job, and how difficult it can sometimes be, taking her as one of her call girls could even be risky to her reputation as she might be too innocent for some of the demands of these men.

Jasmine sighed and said "Okay I get it. 2 hundred dollars is a lot of money and you can't get it easily but I need you to understand the nature of this job and what it involves, you'll have to please a stranger anyway he pleases and the Laura I knew couldn't even look into a man's eye."

"Jasmine you're my only option. I have just four days to pay off this debt. Please!"

Jasmine looked at her friend pitifully. With the way she was going about it nothing she said or did would change her mind. It seemed this girl had made up her mind before coming to meet her.

"Are you sure you're ready to do this?" Jasmine wanted to make sure she was doing the right thing and had made up her mind to accept any risk that came with it. Laura nodded in as affirmation.

"I'll help you" she said smiling at Laura who looked happy and stood up from her couch to give her friend a lovely hug. Squeezing hard and holding her body tightly.

"Thank you so so much Jasmine. What would I have done without you?" Laura appreciated joyfully.

Jasmine almost couldn't breathe because of the suffocating hug Laura was giving her.

"Laura, I think that's okay let's not break my bones" Jasmine said jokingly. Laura was always bigger than Lilah and had an average sized body, a body any man would go crazy over.

"Oh sorry" she lets go. Jasmine sits up and straightens her dress "Now, that you have accepted. We have to get you clean and looking good for the wealthy clients to pick you. This is really what you want?" Jasmine asked again wanting to know if she might have changed her mind or had any second thought.

It looked like there was none as Laura's eyes lit with hope that Jasmine had agreed to hook her up with the richest men in town.

"Jasmine, I've told you. I've made up my mind okay?" She answered, she had a slight smile on her face but you could tell this wasn't something she was excited about. But she had no choice, becoming a whore for a night would pay big compared to other jobs.

She couldn't go to college because of their financial situation, and there were no good jobs she could qualify for that would help her raise the money in time.

Although, she had never had sex and would lose her virginity to a stranger she knew nothing about, she had accepted her dark fate as their lives were on the line.

Her hands clapped onto Jasmine's hands who seemed so worried about the decision her friend chose to take.

"I'll be fine. I promise and I'd do whatever it takes just give me a chance" Laura pleaded. Jasmine knew she could make that money within four days if she met the right persons. She was good looking and the billionaire men loved to have girls who were young and pure but she couldn't shake the worry from her head completely.

She could have easily done it for any other girl but not someone who was this close to her. She felt a bit bad and wish she could give out that money freely but the nature of their business meant money was always needed to keep affairs running. She had girls she had to take care of, all her employees always needed to look their best because these were no ordinary men they were trying to satisfy.

"I'll help you get the money within the four day. If that is what you want but-" she paused and lifted her eyes up playing on thinking about something serious while she was not.

"But...what ?" Laura asked, looking worried.

Jasmine chuckled when she saw the look on her friend's face.

"There's no but. I'm Just kidding!" She laughed and Laura pushed off her hands. "Always the joker!" The girls laughed, forgetting about their worries for a minute.

They stepped out of the office and Dennis was curled up by the corner in the secretary's office. He had slept off on one of the counters, making the two friends continue laughing.

...

A black cab parked in front of a luxurious little villa in the estate. That was Jasmine's apartment! Laura was mind blown by its appearance, not like their little mini apartment down the countryside.

"Jasmine, is this your house?" Laura asked, looking surprised at the fancy Apartment.

"Yes, for the meantime. I'm hoping for new changes in my life"

"A new change?"Laura asked. If she was the one that had this type of Apartment. She would have been over the moon.

Laura stepped down from the cab along with her brother sleeping on her hands. She carried him up on shoulder to make him feel more comfortable while Jasmine helped pack her belongings and headed towards the apartment followed by Laura.

Jasmine clicked on the door and it opened. Laura eyes widened at the immediate view inside. It was fascinating!

"Jasmine" her mouth dropped wide.