49 Imprisoned 1 (1/2)

A female police officer with masculine look appeared in front of a dirty and unpleasant smelling cell filled with rough, unkempt and unruly looking women. The police officer wrinkled her nose in annoyance then spat on a random corner. The gaze she directed to every woman inside was full of disgust, aversion, and gloating. Obviously, she didn't hold anyone in the cell with any respect and was even happy that they were imprisoned.

”Sadly,” the female police officer irritatingly gave the youngest looking girl in the bunch with a sneering glance. Then in a loud voice and a tone suggesting that she was unhappy as if she was looking for a fight, she announced.

”Vienna Lacson, go out.”

A disheveled looking woman still dressed in school uniform looked at the police, her eyes wide and lips slightly shaking.

Vienna, overwhelmed by relief, excitedly stood up and dashed towards the door that got opened, ignoring the scorning look from the blue-uniformed woman. Even though her body had traces of hits and bruises, her heart was overflowing with happiness.

She was finally out! There were no more female inmates to terrorize her! She no longer had to please ugly women and act like a servant attending to them. Those people would be left behind the bars, while she soars free in the outside world!

”Glad you're out. Come with me.” Suddenly, a melodious voice rang out.

Vienna, for a moment, forgot the joy she was feeling a while ago. She held her breath as she fidgeted in front of a tall beauty leaning on the wall opposite the bars. A cigarette hung on her bloody-red lips. Neatly cut bangs hid her forehead, but coupled with her very dark eyes, high nose, and heart-shaped face, all added a seductive but dangerous beauty on her. She was already this good-looking as a teenager. It was hard to imagine how beautiful she could become in the next few years.

”Miss Clarissa,” Vienna softly called out, her current look could beat even the most obedient child in the world as she hung her head low. The initial excitement she had on her face got erased, replaced by fear of this woman and the punishment stored for her.

Vienna did not lower her face because she was afraid to be seen bruised and wounded. She was genuinely afraid of the woman.

Clarissa briefly scanned the other girl from head to toe, before walking away. Vienna tailed her like a dog. Until they got out, her head had never been lifted up.

”Those brusque and ugly women must have tortured you quite well.”

”I-I---” Vienna wanted to refute and defend herself, but Clarissa's icy glares made her shut up.

”I liked what they did. You stupidly angered someone you shouldn't have. And you didn't follow my words. You deserve all of it. You know, I will still say this even if you die by their hands.”

Vienna shivered after hearing this, then she recalled her leader's rules. Her leader wanted her to reflect. But her thoughts wander aimlessly as fear consumed her. Vienna was so afraid. Her leader was ruthless so she knew, the other wouldn't joke about what she just said.

Clarissa Guzman wordlessly led her out of the police station and to a shady looking basement of a huge normal-looking commercial building at the heart of Alina City. Vienna didn't protest when she got thrown into an empty dark room's hard cold floor. She only stupidly looked up to meet Clarissa's dark eyes that were now arrogantly looking down.

Clarissa watched the other girl attempt to stand up. She didn't allow it though. One of her long legs clad tightly in black jeans fiercely stomp at Vienna's stomach, thus making the latter groaned in pain and sunk back to the floor. Clarissa's long hair and bangs bounced back as she did this.

In an indifferent voice, Clarissa declared. ”Your punishment will be held here tonight.” Her eyes then went to the sides as she added. ”My honey's men will be back later from a stressful mission. Entertain them well.”

Vienna's mind blanked.

Entertain who?

Clarissa's honey? That blackhearted gangster leader? No, she said, her honey's men... which means his gang?

Vienna widened her eyes in fear, anger, and unwillingness. She shook her head repeatedly and hugged the legs standing before her. Her voice trembled, ”Miss Clarissa! No, please, no! I don't want to! ”

Clarissa's black eyes quietly stared as Vienna rattled.

”Please, no! I-I didn't know it will become like that! It's that stupid girl's fault! She collided with me, and, and smear dirt on your name! T-that's why I retaliated! Please believe me!”

After Vienna finished, she looked up and noticed that Clarissa seemed to be thinking about what she said. Hope entered her heart again, as her eager eyes blinked to show how expectant she was to get relieved from the punishment. Vienna seemed to have forgotten that she just lied. All she had in mind was to not have to receive at least ten men later. She somehow forgot, her leader was a gangstress who hated liars.

The Violent Goddess smoothed down her long hair before flipping her hair back. Her very expressive eyes stared down to the person clinging to her left leg. Then she squatted down and strongly grabbed Vienna's jaw to make the girl face her.

”L-leader?”

An ominous grin appeared on the enchanting red lips of the other. ”Vienna,” she began. ”You're innocent. It's not your fault that you don't know who you just provoked. But it's your fault that you arrogantly look down on everyone without knowing properly if they are people you can afford to cross.”

Clarissa paused for a bit and studied the complex but mainly confused expression of the girl under her feet. Then her lips as red as fresh blood once again parted, ”The school stupidly created a ranking for good-looking girls and boys in the campus. Among the girls, Wendy is someone not to mess with, not only due to her intelligence but due to her having a senior police officer as a brother. She's related to people we hate but don't want to get entangled with. If it's me doing the provocation, it would be okay. I have many methods to mislead and shut them up. But you and my other girls are different. Don't think that you can always rely on me.”