GETTING THE HEART OF THE CEO

Courney took slow steps, wishing they would last forever; her heart raced with each approach to the table. With her gaze lowered, she positioned herself in front of the men who were engaged in conversation.

“Welcome, gentlemen. What would you like to drink?”

“Friends, let me introduce you to the little chick I mentioned,” Cesar leered at her, while the other two men eyed her hungrily. “Life is funny. I met you with an air of superiority, and now I have you in front of me with your gaze lowered, working to attend to men.”

“Cesar! I promise to pay the money I owe you. Give me a few months to gather it, and I’ll hand it over in full. As I mentioned before, my family lost everything, and this is the only job I could find.”

“I don’t believe in promises! Don’t worry, I know a better way for you to pay. Come and please me.”

A chill ran down Courney’s spine.

“I won’t sell my body! If you’re looking for pleasure, I can send some girls who will gladly satisfy your needs,” she said with fear in her eyes, glancing at the man who disgusted her. She took several deep breaths to hold herself together. “Cesar, you can come for the money in two months.”

“Now I don’t want that money! Now, I want you!” The man reached out, pulled her onto his lap, and forcefully kissed her. Courney felt disgusted; she struggled and bit his lip. Sensing that he loosened his grip, she took the opportunity to stand up and delivered a powerful slap without hesitation. She ran to the bathroom, locked herself in a stall, and tears of disillusionment rolled down her cheeks.

‘What am I going to do? I’m done for! I never thought my life would end like this.’

After a few minutes, she gathered strength from the depths of her soul, washed her face to remove the excess tears, and left the bathroom. She glanced at the table where Cesar and those men were seated; he had already left. She breathed a sigh of relief and continued working as usual until all the customers had left.

It was already early in the morning, Courney left the bar and looked everywhere, so as not to walk alone, she waited at the entrance for the girl who lives in the same residence as her. They were walking alone down the street near her home, when a van stopped and two men got out, they ran, but the guys managed to catch Courney and put her in the car, she was crying and screaming to be let go, one of the men put a gun to her head, while the other drove, she only had to sob in silence.

After a few minutes they arrived at an abandoned store, the men took her by force out of the car and dragged her into the place.

Cesar was waiting for her with a depraved smile.

“Now you’re going to be mine,” he took a few steps towards her and gave her a blow in the face that broke her mouth. “You and I are going to have fun, then my friends will play with you.”

Cesar grabbed her by the hair and threw her on a mat, jumped on top of her and tore her dress.

“Noooo…! Please don’t hurt me,” she screamed in agitation, trying to get him off her but she was pinned down.

Caesar took hold of her mouth and kissed her hard, he lowered his mouth to her breasts and bit each one, he reached down and ripped off her blouse, unbuttoned his pants, pulled out his erect member and thrust it into her in one thrust, savagely outraging her in several positions.

Courney felt disgust, his whole body ached, when she saw him stop, he paid attention to his movements, he adjusts his clothes looking at his companions.

“Now, boys! Here I leave that candy for you to enjoy it,” then he stared at her. “Your debt is paid, if you go to the police or tell anyone what happened here, I’ll look for you wherever you are and I’ll torture you until you ask me to kill you,” he turned his back and left the place.

She cried in anguish, she felt her body begging for mercy.

The men abused her, leaving her limp, totally torn. Courney didn’t utter a word, tears of pain ran down her cheeks non-stop, she just wanted to die.

When the men finished, they loaded her into the van and dumped her near a dumpster.

On Sunday, Jimena went out early to a local market to buy fruits and vegetables. As she walked down a street, her gaze fixed on a body lying near an alley, seemingly lifeless. She tried to continue her way, but upon reflection, she took out her mobile phone from her purse, called 911, and informed them of her discovery. As she put away her phone, she took a few steps to get a closer look at the girl. She gasped when she noticed the poor condition of her naked body with blood between her legs. She saw the young girl open her eyes, and Jimena stood by her.

“Help is on the way, don’t move.”

“Pleeease don’t leave me aloooone,” Courney whispered with an intermittent voice.

“I’ll stay with you. Just hang in there,” Jimena couldn’t leave that poor soul alone, so she decided to accompany her and called Julia to take care of the children in her absence.Belonging © NôvelDram/a.Org.

Courney woke up disoriented, wishing it was all a nightmare. She realized she was lying in a hospital bed, connected to a machine. She tried to move, and a terrible pain in her intimate area became apparent.

“I’m glad you woke up, dear. What’s your name?” Jimena said, arriving at her side.

Courney followed the voice, and there was the person she thought was an angel coming to get her. Now, in the hospital, she realizes she didn’t die.

“My name is Courney. Thank you for not leaving me alone,” tears appeared in her eyes as she remembered what she went through at the hands of those men.

“Give me your family’s information so I can call them. They must be worried.”

“I don’t have a family.”

Jimena felt sorry for the poor girl. When she heard that she had been violated in the worst way and was devastated in her intimate parts, she couldn’t bear to leave her alone. Now that she knows Courney has no relatives, she won’t leave her in these moments.

“If you agree, can I stay with you until you get better?”

“Yes, please. Thank you.”

“I’ll be right back. I’m going to inform the doctors that you’ve woken up, and the police are outside waiting for your statement.”

Panic overcame Courney again, her body trembling with fear.

“What’s wrong? Don’t cry! It breaks my heart to see you like this,” Jimena approached and hugged her.

Courney clung to her with all her strength, not wanting to let go. She didn’t want to cry, but she couldn’t stop her tears. She wants to be strong but doesn’t know how.

“Don’t leave me alone.”

“I’ll be here for you, Courney. Cry as much as you want; soon, what happened to you will be just a memory.”

The doctors examined her, and the police came in to speak with her. Out of fear of reprisals and the possibility of something worse happening to her, she chose to remain silent, only affirming, ‘I don’t know what happened! I don’t know anything!’

On Monday morning, Jimena visited her and brought some things. She didn’t stay for long because she had to attend a wedding.