Drugged and Kidnapped

Ava’s POV

I stood in front of the bar with my short black dress clinging to my curves. The cold air brushed my thighs, making me shiver a bit but I couldn't back down now.

I walked over to the entrance with my deep red heels and loudly chewed on my bubblegum to give off a whole new personality.

The bouncer looked at me with interest in his eyes and to finally sell the look, I blew him a kiss and winked. He smirked at me suggestively and I walked in, leaving him alone.

Good, I still have my acting skills in the bag, now I just need to blend in.

The blinding lights of the club, the sweaty dancing bodies and the smell of alcohol and grilled meat hit me all at once, almost making me dizzy. This was definitely not my scene but a girl has got to do what she has.

I moved my body to the music, swaying my hips seductively and putting my hands all over myself.

I closed my eyes and let my movements be fluid when I felt hands grip my waist, making me gasp slightly and lean back to the hard chest behind me.

“What a pretty little thing.” the man said, his deep voice washing over me and making me shiver in fear but I stood my ground and moved my hips with his, making him groan a bit.

He spun me around and I was met with a very intimidating face and a scar along his right brow down to his upper lip.

He must have noticed the fear in my eyes because he moved his hand down to my waist and squeezed a bit.

“Don't be afraid, doll. I wouldn't hurt you.” he smiled and I got back into character, biting my lip and trailing my finger down his chest.

“what if I want you to?” I giggled hysterically and he looked satisfied with my answer, moving his hand lower to squeeze my butt.

“Let me get you a drink.” he said and I stumbled with him to the bar, taking a seat sloppily and watching a s he nodded to the bartender, making a very weird eye contact that made me alert.

Bingo, I caught the fish so damn soon.

I giggled and placed my hand on his, slowly tracing his fingers as the bartender made my drink and slid it over to me.

I raised the glass to my mouth and almost retched at the strong smell that came from the glass. I have had my fair share of alcohol but this had glaring signs that I shouldn't drink this.

I raised the glass to my mouth and pretended to drink it as I looked around noticing that other girls were with huge men like I was but they were falling for the carefully laid traps.

I dropped the glass to the table, acting drunk some more and dragged the man to the dancefloor.

“Come onnnn, dance with me.” I moved weirdly on the dancefloor, stepping on him multiple times and almost falling flat on my face.

“I think that's enough and you need some rest.” he finally said, probably frustrated by my terrible dancing.

He led me up some stairs and just as we were about to enter a room, I felt a napkin covering my nose and mouth.

“The drug from the drink should have kicked in by now but I guess you're a tough bitch.” he said in my ear.

My vision blurred and everything went dark.

—

I woke up with a groan, trying to touch my head to soothe the banging headache that I had but my hands were tied. I slowly came to my senses and realised that I had a bag over my head, my legs and hands were tied and I was in a moving vehicle.

It took a while to realise that I wasn't alone though as I heard the muffled cries of the other girls with me.

I refused to cry too even though it all felt terrifying and sat still waiting for us to get to our destination.

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The van finally stopped and I heard a door opening. The men began to drag out the women one by one, including me and led us into what I guessed to be a building.

The bags over our heads were removed and I was almost blinded by the lights that shone in my eyes.

My eyesight finally adjusted but I wasn't prepared for what I would see.

We were in a theatre-like place with rows and rows of seats but we the women were on the stage and there were about ten of us.

The men stood on the side and we just stood there with our hands still tied but we didn't dare to move because the men had huge guns in their hands.

The one that drugged me, looked directly at me and licked his lips, making me feel disgusted and dreading why I thought this was a good plan.

I was second guessing my entire existence when the doors at the far end of the theatre opened and a man walked in with two others.

Immediately he stepped in, the men holding the guns bowed before him.

I couldn't really make out his features because he was still in the ark but I could feel his power from afar.

His presence made me shiver and I was already feeling scared of him coming closer.

He finally stood in the light and I gasped silently.

His grey eyes scanned the small crowd, set in a frown. His dark hair fell over his eyes and his suit tailored to fit his fit physique, clung to his muscles.

If he didn't scream danger signs, I would be salivating right now.

His dark eyes finally fell on me and I froze.

“Sir, the new set of girls are ready.” one of the men said.

This was him. Lucien Moretti.