Mag-log inAlicia walked out of her room and leaning at the door, glanced around her apartment. She had never expected that just in one year everything would change so promptly. It felt like yesterday when she used to sway her half-naked body in the night club and score for her living.A juvenile and fragile girl just at the age of 21 she was, with long hair and almond blue eyes. Her height was 5 feet and her body was in perfect curve shape. She was truly a heaven made angel, who could make any man drool with her charm. Yet, being pretty she ended up being mistress due to her dismal life.Every human has a turning point in
*Warning: This chapter is going to have 18+ mature scenes in the second stanza. Read at your own risk.*"Am I going to die, Cia?" a small hand playing with Alicia's long hair, questioned a little boy, who was just in his four."No, who said that?" Alicia was astounded by hearing her cousin brother Ivan.“Am a good boy?” questioned Ivan looking at Alicia with his sparkling blue eyes.
Taking small steps at a time Alicia tried her best to increase her pace. But no proper food and water for two days were resulting in weakness in her body.The sun was right above her head and she was inside a woods where only tall and strong trees were standing. There was no single sign of humans.Her fair white face was all marked with the black stain as if she had just come out of a coal factory. Both her wrist had the red imprint of rope. The black nightgown which was hanging in her body was ragged and it was so short that it barely covered the beginning of her thighs. Except for it, she had no other piece of clothe