Mother And Daughter

"I kicked the first goon on the knee, punched the second in the eye and ran away with the beauty."

"Oh my." She leaned in with a chuckle. "Our Lin An is such a valiant hero."

"How heroic." Another laughed pinching his cheek.

"I bet he took her home and fucked her good." Another one added, the ladies bursting into obscene laughter.

"Don't leave us hanging Lin An, how does the story end." Another lady leaned closer, the smell of cigarettes in her breath tickling his nose.

"You have to pay before you can touch it." Lin An laughed, stopping a hand on his thigh that had moved dangerously close to his groin.

"Can't I get a little preview, aren't I supposed to see what I am paying for." She batted her lashes innocently.

"You have to pay first." He leaned close to her, struggling to remember her name, something like Jenny. "Ask the ladies Miss Jenny, you won't be disappointed." The ladies broke into another fit of laughter.

"It's Jane." She hit him teasingly with false anger. "But for you I'll be Jenny." She bit her plump bottom lip.

"For you I'll be anything." Another lady chipped in.

Lin An laughed as he gulped the alcohol in his cup, someone filling it up immediately, the ladies went on yapping and laughing, but Lin An couldn't hear much over the loud music in the club and his pounding headache.

"Ladies." A loud clap interrupted the chatter, the heavy scent of rose mixed with cigarettes filling the air.

"Sister Yan." Lin An blinks hurriedly as he struggles to see, he only recognizes her ny her red dress and the thick make-up on her face, with so many layers of powder on her face he wonder's how she doesn't feel hot.

"A new patron has paid for an exclusive time with Lin An." Sister Yan's words are met with a chorus of disagreement from the girls.

"We paid money too." One yells.

"Why do we have to leave for someone else." Another adds.

"Ladies, ladies, stay calm." Sister Yan smirks, her painted-red lips curving upwards. "Pretty ladies shouldn't frown over such things as men, they are everywhere."

"Lin An isn't everywhere." One grumbles.

"I know." Sister Yan rolls her eyes. "That's why the highest bidder gets him." She twirls her curly hair with a finger. "You ladies paid for company and you have gotten it, my new patron paid for exclusive time, so unless there's anyone willing to pay more, you all should move over."

The ladies frown in disappointment, they know how much it costs to have an exclusive time with Lin An and it ain't cheap.

"So some rich woman is going to over take us." A lady frowns, the others breaking into loud mummurs. Lin An rubbed his head, all this noise was worsening his headache.

"I already told you, pretty ladies don't frown over men." Sister Yan laughs. "I don't usually do this, but if you ladies are willing to pay a little extra, you can get a lap dance each from Henry in a private room." She holds her palm open.

Lin An rolls his eyes discreetly, trust Sister Yan to make money out of everything.

The ladies rise with grumbles, but their anger has lessened, it's not Lin An, but Henry will do.

Lin An pulls Jenny's delicate hand as she rise. "We aren't finished yet Jenny." He bites her ear softly, she shivers at the glint in his eyes, not even bothering to tell him Jenny is not her name.

"This had better be worth my money." A lady eyes Sister Yan as she digs through her purse.

"Trust me, it will be worth it." Sister Yan counts the money. "I swear on my dignity."

"Dignity? What dignity." Someone laughs.

"A dignified prostitute, that's a new one." Another adds.

Sister Yan joins in their laughter, shoving the money into her ample cleavage. "I am open to transfers."

Her long nails tap Lin An on the cheek. "Treat her well, she's paying a lot and looks like a rich young mistress, I want a new costumer."

"You know I always leave them coming for more." Lin An smirks.

"I know." Sister Yan smiles in agreement, as she leads the ladies out of the room.

Lin An falls back into the cushion with a sigh, frowning at the way the dim lights irritates his eyes, he needs to be in top shape for his next client.

"I need to sober up." He groans.

A slender hand holding a glass of water appears in his view. "Water?" The voice is cold and ethereal, sounds oddly familiar.

"Yes." Lin An struggles to see through his drunken haze, he can't see much in the dim lightning of the room.

"What the.." He jolts, his face still dripping with cold water.

"Sobered up or do you still need more." She sneered as she sat opposite him, one milky thigh crossing over the other as she glares at him in disgust.

The water does help, because Lin An can finally see clearly, his eyes bulging in surprise. He had seen her before, when he was employed by Wei Ehuang to trick her step-son, Feng Mei Hiu.

"Miss Feng Lisha, what a surprise." Lin An smiled, his earlier anger gone.

"I didn't think you were quite the hot shot over here, I had to pay a fortune to see you." Feng Lisha pulls of her sunglasses as she glanced at the male opposite her sprawled on the couch, his shirt opened to show well sculptured abs, she scoffs when she notices a few kiss mark on his chest.

Lin An didn't tell her that Sister Yan probably cheated her. "So do you want to use the room upstairs or you have a better location." Lin An leers at her exposed thighs as he thrusts his hips upwards.

"I am not here for that." Feng Lisha recoils with disgust, overwhelmed by the urge to slap him but managed to reign in her anger, she still needs the fool.

"Oh!" Lin An mutters in disappointment.

"I want you to get back together with Feng Mei Hiu." Feng Lisha moves straight to business, the sooner she leaves, the better.

"But madam Wei said my services were no longer needed." Lin An frowned.

"You aren't working for my mother, you are working for me." Feng Lisha points to herself. "Feng Mei Hiu was involved in a car accident, lost his memories and all."

"I don't understand what that has to do with me miss Lisha." Lin An tilts his head in confusion.

"I want you to get back together with him, rekindle his old love for you, make him love you again." Feng Lisha grinned. "Shouldn't be hard, seeing as he loved you before."

"It will cost you." Lin An states, he isn't willing to tangle himself in this mess again but for money he will do anything.

Feng Lisha opens her purse, a large bundle of cash landing on the table. "Yours." She points to the money.

"There's more where that came from." Feng Lisha eyes Lin An sniffing the money like am addict. "If you make happy, I'll make you happy."

"When do I start?" Lin An grins widely.

"I'll call you." Feng Lisha smirks, for Han Yichen she will do anything even if it's disobeying her mother.

*****

"Argh!" He groans, as he shivers from the chill of the cold water that drenched his body.

"Quiet." A gruff voice orders, followed by a harsh kick on his abdomen.

The pain is enough to wake him up, black eyes widening in fear, he stares frantically at his surroundings, it's wet, cold and dark, a stale smell in the air. His eyes turn to his captor, a tall man with a bald head and one blind eye, the pain on his jaw reminding him of the punch that knocked him out.

"What do you want from me?" His voice comes out as a choked cry, his heart hammering in his ears.

"The question should be, what do you want from me?" A cold voice cuts in, the loud clack of heels drawing closer as a woman appears in view.

"Mrs Feng." He said nervously, the chill reruns, now for an entirely different reason.

Wei Ehuang glared down at the pathetic beta man cowering on the floor. A former accountant who was fired from his work place because of his misplacement of funds, took a loan from loan sharks to start up a business only for the business to fold up in a year, he decided to turn to alcohol and started abusing his wife, she divorced him and took custody of their three kids, finally he lived like a rat, hiding from the loan sharks and taking to gambling, hoping to win big and pay off his debts.

Wei Ehuang had never crossed part with the man before, until someone started blackmailing her with photos of her affair, threatening to spread them if she didn't pay him 1 billion yuan.

"Where are the pictures?" Wei Ehuang glared in disgust.

"I don't know why you're talking about." He denied.

Wei Ehuang laughed, the sound like a demon's voice. "Give me the knife." The tall man placed a knife on her open palm.

He crawled back, but he was trapped by the wall and Wei Ehuang who squatted in front of him, her eyes filled with a crazed smile as she stabbed the knife into his leg, a pained howl filling the room.

"In my phone, the pictures are in my phone." He cried.

"Giving up so soon." Wei Ehuang muttered in disappointment, relishing in his scream when she pulled the knife out.

The tall man takes out a phone from his pocket and shoves it at the crying man. "Open it." With slippery fingers he manages to type in his password and opens the folder.

Wei Ehuang scrolls through the pictures, some innocent, just she and her lover, talking, laughing, eating, others filled with incriminating evidence, kissing and hugging.

"How did you get this?" Wei Ehuang had always been careful, she and this man had no previous dealings, so why was he stalking her.

"Someone gave them to me along with your number, he said I could make a huge fortune if I threatened you with them." He admits truthfully.

"Who?" Wei Ehuang grips his shirt.

"Mu Yang".

Wei Ehuang recoils in shock. No this can not be happening to me. She struggles to calm her breathing as she hurriedly makes a phone call.

"Hello ma'am."

"I want you to increase the security around Lisha, report any strange person around her." Her voice is frantic.

"Yes ma'am."

Wei Ehuang ends the call as she dials another number, it's not her best choice, but only he can help her now.

"Hello." A jovial voice fills her ear.

"I want you to find someone for me." Wei Ehuang cuts to the chase.

"Who?"

"A man, Mu Yang"

"It will cost you." He reminds.

"I know."

"I will contact you in three days." The call ends with a beep.

"What do we do about him boss." The tall man tilts his head towards the cowering beta.

Wei Ehuang removes the memory card from the phone and tossed the phone away, the device shattering into pieces.

"Kill him." She smiled coldly.

"Please spare me." The man cries.

A gunshot, muffled by the silencer is all it takes to quiet the pathetic cries.

Wei Ehuang watches as the tall man picks up the body as though it was a rag doll and left through the back door.

One hand caressing her abdomen, Wei Ehuang struggles to calm her heartbeat, she has to remain strong for her unborn child, her daughter and her lover, even if her past is staring at her in the face.

Mu Yang what games are you playing.