Inside the presidential suite, Florence helped Dahlia onto the bed and took off the younger woman’s


    shoes. She then went to grab a basin of warm water to wipe Dahlia down.


    “Mom, I feel horrible. I want some water.” Dahliay on the bed weakly, feeling parched.


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    “Water won’t work. I’ll get you some milk. Wait here.” Florence made up an excuse and quickly left the


    room, bumping into Luis straight away.


    “How’s Dahlia doing. Mrs. Nicholson?”


    “She’s fine. Nothing a night’s sleep won’t fix. Florence smiled.


    “Where are you heading, Mrs. Nicholson?” Luis asked again.


    “To get Dahlia some milk to case her stomach ache.”


    “I see…” Luis smiled knowingly. “No one sells milk nearby, so I’m afraid you’ll have to search further.


    You might have toe backter too.”


    “Are you sure? I’m pretty sure I saw a grocery store downstairs.” Florence smiled awkwardly.


    “Are you questioning me?” Luis‘ smile slowly disappeared, an animalistic, cruel expression taking over.


    “O–of course not. Got it. I’lle backter.” Florence promised hurriedly, smiling apologetically.


    “Good.” Luis‘ smile returned, and he watched the woman leave. As soon as she was gone, he opened


    the room door and let himself in.


    “How did you get the milk so quickly, Mom?” Dahlia asked weakly from the bed.


    “Your mother isn’ting back anytime soon, so I’ll be taking care of you,” Luis responded.


    “Mr. Langford? What are you doing here?” Dahlia’s face tightened. “How did you get in? Where’s my


    mom?”


    “She went to get you some milk, of course,” Luis answered, beginning to take his clothes off.


    “What do you think you’re doing. Mr. Langford?” Dahlia began to panic.


    “What do you think is supposed to happen when a man and a woman are left alone in a room?” He


    sneered. removing his tie, eyes full of lust.


    “Don’t mess with me, Mr. Langford. I’m not that kind of person!” Dahlia shouted.


    “We’ll be engaged in a few days and getting married soon, so what does it matter? Luis jeered. “I


    promise you Infinite luxury if you please me tonight.”


    “No! You’re not touching me until we’re married!” Dahlia stood her ground.


    “That’ll take too long. You’re going to sate me right now!” He lunged forward and began yanking at her


    clothes like a beast.


    “Go away!” Struggling with all her might, Dahlia nted a firm kick at Luis‘ groin, and the man


    immediately


    doubled, groaning. “Are you alright, Mr. Langford?” Dahlia was startled. Things would be bad if she


    caused him permanent injury down there.


    “You bitch!” Furious, Luis pped Dahlia across the face, making her stagger and fall to the floor. “No


    woman has ever rejected me, much less kicked me. How dare you!” Luis exploded.


    “I’m sorry. Mr. Langford. I didn’t do that on purpose.” Dahlia shook her head.


    “Shut the fuck up! If you don’t want something to happen to your brother, you better kneel and beg for


    forgiveness!”


    “You’re crossing the line, Mr. Langford!” Dahlia snapped.