The Brothel

The person who stared at me happened to be my boss.

"Since you are done with that, go back to your room before the poor leeches see you and try to force you to have sex with them."

It felt like she had seen the future, and all I could do was nod.

"Tomorrow everyone will be dressed in Victorian style; your clothes are in your wardrobe. I told Taylor to make sure she tightens your corset properly so you'd look more beautiful as you have a customer who booked you for tomorrow."

All I had to do was keep nodding to show I was following the conversation.

"That's all. Now go to bed, Rose. I'm sure you are tired," she said while staring as I walked into the room until my beautiful legs vanished from her sight. "Good girl," the woman whispered when I wasn't able to hear her anymore before she walked around to the other girls who were busy having their lunch while I had my nap.

Seeing the manager appear without Rose most times at the dining table was so usual; they didn't ask about Rose anymore, who was probably sleeping in her beautiful king-sized bed while they struggled to sleep well with other people snoring in their ears, and their little bed, which is only enough to contain two people, contains four.

"And she isn't eating with us again today," a girl named Lily said while stuffing her mouth with dumplings.

"Well, that isn't your problem, is it?" Another girl, whose name is Daisy, doesn't like Lily and shuts her down before she can continue. It wasn't a question, but a statement.

"Keep quiet, all of you; your style for tomorrow is Victorian style. Your clothes have been placed in your rooms with your respective names on them. I do not want anyone wearing the wrong dress tomorrow; otherwise, you'll be punished.

"Yes, ma'am," they all replied in uniform, their heads down like an act of being submissive to their boss. Every lady in the brothel was beautiful. Ten ladies are each named after flowers.

They all had branding on a corner of their backs, which was made there with hot steel; the only girl who wasn't branded was Rose. According to the boss, this would reduce the quality of the product.

"Eat, finish, and go have your teeth washed. We don't want customers complaining about their ladies having bad breath."

"Yes, ma'am." With that said and done, the lady who had power over them all walked out of the cafeteria.

The girls continued eating quickly, as their lunchtime would be over and no one was allowed to eat after lunchtime was over.

In the brothel, every lady was available according to men's cravings, either black or white, either short or tall, either a model-looking figure or fat and still pretty. According to men's lewd thoughts, shall they be satisfied?

The bell rang like a curse, and everyone looked in the direction of the bell while shoveling more food into their mouths. While everyone was busy trying to fit as many dumplings as they could into their mouths, Sun, who was one of the ladies, took some dumplings and put them in her pocket while also stuffing her mouth to remove suspicion.

Her lashes fluttered and watered as she heard the footsteps of the guards coming in. Everything felt so slow as their footsteps sounded heavier and closer.

Sun had her pockets stuffed already and proceeded to pick up the glass of water and gulp it down as the water spilled on the table, and she coughed from rushing so much in her mouth at the same time. Her eyes watered as she felt a hand pull her away from the table.

Her hand still reached for the water; her throat hurt, but she wasn't allowed to touch the glass.

"Just this one, she begged as her throat hurt, but the man who held her didn't show her mercy. After all everything, they said anything could be done to the girls as long as the goods weren't damaged.

He walked out of the room while pulling her along. Sun couldn't breathe as she was choking. I walked out of my room to see the girls rushing to their rooms before I saw Sun, who couldn't breathe, being dragged by the guard.

"Pause," I told the guard, who stopped as if hypnotized by me. "You are in pain," I said to Sun, who couldn't breathe.

The sun nodded as if seeing her savior in a shining nightgown.

"This is for that; come inside my room, and I'll help you; in return, you'll help me too."

Sun gave me a questioning look while tears fell down her eyes and the other got stuck on her pretty lashes.

"I'll have the food, and I'll help you," I whispered in Sun's ear. Sun wanted to deny it, but looking at the guard, who obviously wouldn't give her anything to help, she nodded quickly.

"Good, come in. Let her go," I said to the guard, who reluctantly left Sun for me.

Pulling Sun into the room, I grabbed a glass of water and gave it to the girl, who gulped it quickly while reaching her other hand towards her throat as if to soothe it.

"Thank you," Sun said to me, who sat in front of the dressing mirror, my beautiful and innocent eyes staring back at her.

"I do not need your appreciation; a deal is a deal."

Sun brought out seven dumplings and shoved the last one in her mouth right in front of me. I rolled my eyes at Sun's cute behavior.

"We had a deal."

"I am still hungry; lunchtime isn't up to five minutes, and dinner is worse, just so we won't get fat," Sun grumbled, and I nodded before picking up the dumplings elegantly and eating them slowly.

"I can hear footsteps; someone is coming this way," Sun said to me, who nodded while still eating the dumplings.

"Hm, then you had better hide; else you will be punished."

"Wow, how could someone as cute as you be so cold?" Sun couldn't help but complain.