Choice

She was about to go inside the store again but a voice stopped her from doing so. "Where do you think you are going?" She turned her face towards the source, only to find a scary looking man standing before her. 

Stella shivered under his bone chilling gaze, cursing under her breath. "F@*#."

Taking in a deep breath, she straightened back further and looked at the strong built man before him. He was the definition of a thug. 'How could the security even let him in?' She thought to herself. 

"I think you have the wrong person here, Sir." It took all of her courage to utter that sentence. After speaking her mind, she turned around to leave only to find four more men standing like talk pillars in her way. Even with her heels, she looked small before them.