Chapter 5. Naked Encounter

Natalie looked down, she just wanted to get away from that disgusting place.

"Answer me," her heart races when she hears the man's strong voice. She slowly looks up and sees those intense, deep black eyes.

"Sir," another voice echoes behind Natalie out of nowhere, making her hair stand on end. "Her room was open, I..." Marcelo looks at the back of that brown-haired woman, wondering how she managed to escape again.

Sonny looks at his right hand, then looks down at the young woman in front of him. Her lip was broken, and she had some scratches on her skin. Besides, her clothes were torn to shreds, and those shorts were open.

What did that mean?

He frowned and looked back at Marcelo, who, realizing he was being watched, tensed up completely.

"Didn't I give you an order about this woman?" Natalie looks down.

"Sir? I don't understand what you mean."

Sonny gestures irritably and looks down at the girl in front of him, taking a step toward her and noticing that she doesn't move.

"What's your name?"

"What does it matter?" Sonny frowns at her response, and Marcelo widens his eyes and takes another step forward, but his boss gestures for him to stay put.

"What happened to you? Why did you leave your room?"

"Why don't you find out for yourself?"

Sonny clenches his jaw, grabs the girl by the chin, and forces her to look up at him. They stare into each other's eyes and remain silent. It was the first time he had ever touched one of the women in that place.

Even though he was the owner, he never got involved with any of them.

Marcelo was shocked by his boss's attitude; it was the first time he had ever seen him do something like that with a woman from the bar.

"I asked you a damn question," he mutters angrily.

"And I already told you that I found out on my own," Natalie reluctantly pulls her face away from him as she looks at him with a frown.

She was a rebel.

"You don't know who I am, do you?" Natalie frowned even more.

"What do I care?" The young woman steps back without taking her eyes off him.

"Marcelo, find Dori, right now," he orders without even looking at his right-hand man, but Natalie glances at the man out of the corner of her eye and then turns her gaze back to the man in front of her.

"I want to leave here. I'm here against my will. You can't keep me here forever."

"Who said I can't?"

"Hey!"

At that moment, the redhead appears in the hallway, looking frightened. When she sees her boss and Natalie, her eyes widen and she turns pale.

"Sir.

"Take this woman away and get her some proper clothes and clean her up."

"Yes, sir, of course." The plump young woman hurried over to Natalie and grabbed her by the arm, but she didn't move. "Come on, Natalie, please don't make this difficult," she whispered as quietly as possible.

The young brunette gives in and decides to go with Dori. The redhead hugs her a little when she sees that her breasts are practically exposed. She wonders what the hell happened to her. Could her boss have done this?

Sonny watches her walk away with Dori.

"Natalie..."

"Sir, what happened?" Marcelo approaches his boss with curiosity.

"That's what I should be asking you. You're in charge of these women. I ordered you that girl wasn't to start working here yet. Why were her clothes torn to shreds?"

Marcelo is shocked by this information. Did someone attack her?

"Find out what the hell happened. Have Dori tell you everything that woman says." Sonny walks away without saying another word.

"Of course, sir."

[...]

Dori cleans Natalie's lip while observing her indiscreetly. She frowns slightly when she notices some scratches on her body. Natalie keeps her head down, which makes the redhead frown.

"Did Mr. Sonny do this to you?" Dori doubted it very much, since her boss had no contact with any of them.

Natalie remains silent and thinks that this was the name of the damn bastard who broke into her room to rape her. What a miserable man.

"I want to leave here."

"Honey, you can't do that. I'm sorry about the conditions you arrived here in, but it's quite complicated for you to leave, at least without the owner's permission."

"How do you get that?"

"We all leave here once a week," Dori says, shaking her head as she throws the cotton on the table. "But we're under the supervision of Marcelo and many other guards. It's impossible for you to try to escape."

The brunette looks up to see the redhead putting clothes on the bed, acting so normal.

"You're going to tell me who assaulted you like that.

"That man came into my room and tried to rape me, but I managed to escape."

Dori's eyes widen when she hears this. She stops what she's doing and wonders how Mr. Sonny could have been capable of doing such a thing to that girl.

"Are you serious?" Dori looks at Natalie, who keeps her eyes downcast as she nods. "I... I don't know.

"I just want to get out of here."

The redhead approaches her and tries to be sweet, but stops and just looks at her.

"It's late, the bar is about to close. Take a bath and put on those clothes so you can get some sleep. Tomorrow will be a new day for you."

"I don't want any of this."

"You have to accept that you're here. I'm so sorry."

Dori walks to the exit, looks at Natalie over her shoulder, and shakes her head. Then she closes the door, leaving her alone.

Natalie exhales and finally gets up to go to the bathroom. She needs to take that bath to wash away the dirt that guy left on her skin.

[...]

"Well? What did that woman say to you?" Dori looks intently at Marcelo, who seems eager for her answer.

"She, well, she told me something that worries me."

"What the hell did she say? Sonny told me your clothes were ruined. What happened? Who tried to fuck you without my permission?"

"What?" Dori frowns. "She told me it was Mr. Sonny himself."

"What did she say?!"

Marcelo couldn't believe the woman's words. How could she tell such a lie?

"She said he came into her room and tried to rape her. That's all she told me."

"Has she gone crazy?"

"I'm sorry, I don't know anything else. She's very quiet, she doesn't want to say anything about herself, she just wants to leave here."

He turns around and straightens up, then walks away from Dori. She makes a move to say something else, but doesn't. She's just left with the uncertainty of what was happening.

Meanwhile, Sonny finishes his drink and takes a drag on his cigarette just as Marcelo enters his office.

"Well?" I ask, then exhale the smoke from my mouth. "What the hell happened to that girl?" Marcelo tenses up. "Who dared to touch her without my permission?"

"Sir."

"What's going on? Who was it?" He frowns as he takes another puff on his cigar.

"She said it was you."

Sonny is petrified by this information, blinking a couple of times as he holds his cigar between his fingers.

"I assaulted her?

"That's what Dori has been able to find out. Tomorrow morning I'll solve this problem myself, I promise you..."

But his words are interrupted when his boss stands up abruptly and stares at him.

He then walks around his desk and heads for the exit, passing Marcelo and then hearing the door slam behind him.

Angry, he walks with firm steps to Natalie's room, throws his cigarette on the floor, and quickens his pace until he sees her room.

Upon entering, he doesn't see her anywhere. He frowns, thinking she has run away again, and starts to leave, but then he hears a noise in the bathroom. He clenches his jaw and heads toward the shower.

He opens the door as if nothing matters and at that moment he sees Natalie coming out of the shower area completely naked.

That body!

He had never seen a woman's body so... so innocent.

Natalie gave a chaste start when she saw that man again, but the circumstances were quite different from before.

"What the hell is wrong with you?" Natalie reacts and grabs a tiny towel to cover what she can of her body. "Why are you coming in here like that? Who the hell do you think you are, you damn pervert?

Sonny resumed the mission he had come to see her about, but the image of Natalie naked would remain etched in his memory without him being able to help it.

He frowns and walks over to where she is standing, looking at him as if he were a damn bastard. Yes, he probably was, but he didn't give a damn what that woman thought of him.

When Natalie sees him approaching violently, she presses the towel against her body and pretends to take a few steps back until she enters the shower again and presses her back against the tiles.

Sonny grabs her by the arm and pulls her slightly toward him, bringing her close to his face.

Natalie looks up, as the man is huge and intimidating.

"What the hell is wrong with you?

"Shut up!" he mutters angrily. Natalie's eyes widen at the sound of his arrogant, forceful tone. "Who the hell do you think you are to blame me for your damn misfortunes?

"What?" she retorts very quietly.

"Why are you accusing me of trying to rape you?" Sonny pulls her arm a little harder, causing her towel to fall to her feet.

But they both hold each other's gaze. Natalie is scared to death, but she's not going to show it, and Sonny, angrier than ever, is not going to let this woman make him out to be a damn rapist.

"Tell me, what right do you have to sully my name?"

"What the hell are you talking about?" Natalie tries to free herself from his grip, but she can't. He only tightens his hold, hurting her even more. "I haven't said anything against you. I don't even know who the hell you are," she defends herself as she tries to pull away from him.

"I'm Sonny Martonne, the owner of this whole place, which makes me your damn boss."

Natalie lets out a small groan as she realizes the seriousness of the situation, all those interactions...

"Why did you say I tried to rape you?" The young woman frowns and shakes her head slightly.

"I didn't say it was you."

"That's what you told Dori."

She thinks back on the conversation and remembers that she mentioned a man named Sonny. Natalie assumed that since he found her half-naked and beaten up with that man, she thought her boss had done that to her. But she thought that other man was called that.

So who was that man who came into your room?

"Well, I didn't say it was you." Natalie manages to free herself from his grip and makes a move to grab the towel, but Sonny grabs her again and pulls her back toward him.

This time, her naked body brushed against the man's clothes, causing a certain friction on her skin that made her hair stand on end.