Chapter 112

She couldn't see the man clearly, her vision was restrained. But he was tall, old but kind of good looking. He wasn't like the old men who usually visited the brothel, fat and uncared of. He stood proudly and he had a grin on his face, an expression that made her shiver, feel her stomach turn in disgust. His hair was white and short, his hands as they touched her body big and warm and she felt as if she was being poisoned. 

Tears swelled up in her eyes and she couldn't help but think of Damian. He was her last hope of being saved, her last chance of not being scared. 

"Let me go" she cried pitifully and the man laughed, as if she had said the funniest joke.

"They brought in a good one today. I wonder what kind of children you will bear. I will keep you " he said and Alice felt like this was the beginning of a horrible nightmare.