บท 15: Chapter 15 : Saved by the Devil

My heart was pounding in my chest as I peered around the club and got lost in the ocean of greedy, lascivious faces. It was even more disorienting with the way that everyone was hiding behind a different mask, concealing their identity from me.

I didn’t know where I was, and I never thought my night would have ended like this. I swallowed hard and tried keeping my composure, flicking my hair and standing straight. I couldn’t let them know that I was terrified.

Suddenly, bursting from the crowd of rambling numbers came a high bid in the form of a creepy looking, overweight man in his fifties, wearing a suit that was ill-fit for his stature. “One hundred thousand!”

I could tell that his lips were chapped from here and he fondled a cigar in between his fingers, licking the end of it in a salacious way. A shiver ran through me at the sight of him flirting with me through his cigar and drink.

The crowd went silent and only a cough was heard to break it for a second.