6- At your complete mercy

Helena tried to open her eyelids with all her might; they felt heavy on her eyes, as if they were two broken blinds that blocked all the light and vision of the bar.

"What is happening to me?" She wondered inside herself. “It must be the tiredness of being awake for so many hours,” she concluded.

-You feel good?-

For a moment the brunette had forgotten about the handsome man who had bought her a Martini.

"Oh... I'm fine, just a little tired," she replied embarrassed.

She settled on her seat, a tall wooden stool, and prayed not to fall completely to the floor when she felt that for a second she lost her balance and everything was spinning. - Sorry... What were you saying? - He didn't remember having spoken in a long time and he also didn't remember what the man had been saying to him, he had only seen how his lips moved without making a sound, as if his ears had suddenly stopped listening.

The straight line that was Demian's lips curved upward into a strange smile that the young girl couldn't decipher but that sent shivers down the back of her neck.

-I was asking you, what is a girl as pretty as you doing in a place like this? You should be shining on the big catwalks. – She said scanning her body.

For some reason the young man's compliment did not make her feel flattered, rather uncomfortable, although she smiled anyway so as not to be rude to him, after all that man's money would save her from her debt.

"Thank you for the compliment," she could barely say. "Although I don't think so," she exclaimed with a giggle.

-Do not you believe it? You are more beautiful than many here, you should not be here, in this stinking and seedy place, you are worth more.

Helena smiled uncomfortably and averted her honey-colored eyes from the man's penetrating gaze that seemed to pierce her.

"Excuse me... I'm going to go to the bathroom," she exclaimed in a low voice.

She needed to take a break, wash her face with cold water or do something to wake her up from her sudden tiredness. The night she was in diapers and she couldn't fall asleep on the bar, that way the man wouldn't pay him for her time.

But as soon as she lowered one foot to the ground she felt that she lost her balance and went with everything and chair towards the ground, if it weren't for Demian's quick reaction of hers who held her with his strong arms against her body. her.

"Are you okay?" He asked worried.

The young woman felt nauseous, and it hurt her to keep her eyes open, it made her dizzy that everything was spinning and distorted, even the man's face was blurry in her wet eyes.

"Y-yes... I'm sorry," she could barely say.

"You don't look very good," she said in her deep voice, which helped her support herself with the bar.

"I am, just a little dizzy," she said, trying to get out of her client's arms, but without success, as if her arms had turned to jelly.

"Come with me, I'll take you to a less noisy place where you can rest," he exclaimed, taking her arm and pulling her off the bar.

Helena could no longer speak and felt like a role in the wind as Demian pulled her out of everyone's sight, passing along the side of the bar through an exit that was covered by a curtain of shiny stones that crossed and appeared in front of her. You see a long hallway with neon lights and thousands of doors on each side.

"Let's go..." she exclaimed, making him cross the hallway.

The young woman looked with curiosity at the place that she had never seen before, and observed that some doors were open, inside there were half-naked women, some of them she recognized, they were her dance partners on stage but now they were with wealthy men. also in smaller cloths.

She saw just as a man came out of one of the doors adjusting his tie and that he had his shirt wrinkled and his hair disheveled, and also a satisfied smile on his face. Before the door closed completely she could see a naked woman inside it.

Her alarms went off and she slammed on the brakes, making the young man turn around with an annoyed expression on her face.

-What's going on? "You can barely stand up," she protested harshly, as if she had suddenly lost all chivalry from her.

"I think I'd better go home," she said with a weak voice. "I-I'm sorry for the inconvenience," she stammered.

She tried to release the man's hand from her arm, but this only made her tighten even more around her skin that seemed to burn as if her fever had risen.

"Come on, you need to pull yourself together," she said and continued pulling her to one of the doors, which she opened with a key that she took out of her pocket and they entered together.
As soon as Demian released the young woman from his grip, he had to approach the bed because he felt that his legs had stopped working and that his knees were going weak. He fell face up looking at the ceiling that didn't stop spinning.

She closed her eyes tightly and let out a moan of pain, her entire body was weak, her limbs were heavy and the heat was making her sweat and suffocate.

She heard a mocking laugh in the distance, felt the bed sink next to her, and a hot breath hit her ear, making her shudder.

-Now I'm going to do what I want with you Clarita, you owe me a lot of money, take this as payment of your debt.- She felt his wet and hot tongue pass over her ear.

She tried to defend herself against her, using the techniques that she knew so much and that could knock anyone down, but her arms did not move, they did not listen to her orders.

She was at the complete mercy of that monster dressed as sheep.

"Don't even waste your time trying to escape from me, with the drug I gave you you're going to be at my mercy for a couple of hours," he mocked and Helena felt like she was dying, she was completely devoted to that cruel man and the only thing she could do was see everything he did to her without being able to defend herself or scream.

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Ivan was drumming his fingers against the desk; several hours had passed since the last information his men had given him about the mysterious young woman who had suddenly appeared in his life.

He needed to know more, who he was, what he did with his life, curiosity was killing him, he had never felt so interested in a woman.

Finally there was a knock on her door and he shot up from her seat.

"Come in," he ordered without containing his eagerness.

His bodyguard walked in and he bowed before speaking.

-Mr. White….

-Tell me you have information about Lola….

-In fact, I have discovered that that name is false.

-Fake?

-Yes, her real name is Helena… Helena Herrera.

"Helena, huh..." He exclaimed thoughtfully, and he couldn't help but smile, amused by the young woman's cleverness in lying to him, but he had her contacts. "What else do you have?"

"She works at the Paradise Bar as a night dancer," the young man exclaimed.

Ivan couldn't help his eyes from turning red with jealousy at just imagining Helena dancing with other men who weren't him and the depraved things those men could imagine. That place was full of perverts and very dangerous people.

The young gangster took his most of all from the coat rack and walked quickly towards the door.

-Sir... What are you doing?

-I'm going to bring Helena with me.

-Sir, with all due respect, that area is dangerous, you know that it is under the command of the Luna Group, I don't think it would be a good idea for you to stop by there without warning first.

-I appreciate your concern, but I want to be the one to go after her myself.

"Then I'll accompany him," the young man exclaimed, following him behind.

"Not this time, I have to go alone," he said, quickly leaving there.

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-S-Let go of me...- was the only word that his sleeping lips could say.

The only thing he provoked in the monster on top of him was mocking laughter.

-Clarita… Clarita…. I recommend that you relax, that way you will enjoy it better - he exclaimed with a lascivious smile while removing the young woman's hair from her beautiful face - You really are beautiful, it's a shame that you are so problematic - The man got closer to her. her face and the only thing the brunette could do was close her eyes - If it's any consolation, I will never forget this night, I hope you won't either. - She kissed her forehead with a false affection that made her nauseous - A little bird He told me that you were still a virgin - he mocked - so I'm sure you're not going to forget this. I promise to make it unforgettable.

A solitary tear laden with helplessness fell down the side of his face.

“So this is the fate I deserve, in the hands of a thug who, in addition to stealing my money, is going to take away the only precious thing I have left.” He sobbed internally when the man's cold hands began to lower the sleeves of his shirt. .

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Ivan ignored the shouts of the bar owner and almost without any effort took down the two thugs who prevented him from passing through the stone curtain.

No one else dared to stop him, they knew how dangerous he was and they did not want to die in the hands of the leader of the Sol group.

He kicked open every door, he didn't care if the couples inside were outraged or screaming, he had to find Helena.

When he began to think that he was not there he reached the last door and opened it, what was in front of his eyes made his blood boil, one of the miserable bullies from the Luna group was on top of Helena, the clear of the.