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One Night Stand
Eleni The door slams open, and I startle out of the fetal position I’ve been curled in since Luca left. I haven’t even buttoned my blouse. Luca sighs. “Well, I was really hoping to get a look at that p***y of yours, but your t**s will have to do.” I stare up at him blankly. Don’t say anything that could hurt Mama. He sneers at me, his lower lip still matted with blood. The rage I’m tamping down flares gleefully when I see that. He rolls his eyes and hauls me to my feet by one arm. Thankfully, he doesn’t grab the one attached to the hand he stepped on. Small miracles. The men whistle and leer as he leads me through the warehouse again, to a different section. I keep my gaze on the ground as much as I can. For Mama’s sake, I do not memorize these men’s faces so I could destroy them late
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