When the hooker falls in love

On that rainy night in Vegas, the sudden downpour forced the usually bustling streets to empty. People who would typically be bustling about were now seeking shelter in cafes, enjoying a cup of warm coffee or tea. The nighttime rain created a unique atmosphere for some, including Violetta. For her, the rainy nights always brought her back to the past, a time when she embraced life with love.

However, her present life is not as beautiful as it used to be. Her feelings are empty, and her existence is monotonous. Yet, she never regrets taking the path she chose, for she had once disrupted others' lives, and now Violetta must accept the consequences, living in the darkness of her past.

"Helena!" Her voice echoed through the room.

Helena hurriedly entered Violetta's room.

"Is there still work I need to finish?" she asked.

Helena shook her head.

"Are you mute?!" Violetta snapped.

"No! No, there isn't!" Helena quickly wiped the sweat suddenly dampening her forehead.

"Finally, I can relax for a moment," Violetta said, stretching her arms. "Helena, do you know a good place to drink?" she suddenly asked.

"Sorry?" Helena was suddenly confused.

Violetta sighed. "Because I've been here for just a week. I want you to recommend a good bar or club."

Helena bit her lip as if contemplating, while Violetta stared at her cynically, waiting for an answer.

"I-I don't know. I've never been to a Bar or Club," Helena admitted.

Violetta rolled her eyes. She should have guessed from her secretary's appearance and behavior.

"In that case, open your smartphone and find out!" she ordered. Violetta then stood up from her chair and walked closer to Helena. "I'll go to the restroom, but after I come back, you better have figured out where it is." Violetta then walked past Helena and out of the room.

"I regret accepting the offer to be her secretary," Helena muttered.

Helena then took her phone from her pants pocket and began searching for bars and clubs using the most popular internet search in the Vegas area.

"Have you found it?" Violetta, who had returned from the restroom, walked in her direction.

Helena quickly turned to her as Violetta approached, "Y-yes. Based on rankings and positive reviews from visitors, Club FK is ranked number one," she stammered.

Violetta took Helena's phone, reading reviews about Club FK. She looked serious as she read, then paused for a moment before grinning. "Alright, I'll go there." Violetta handed back Helena's phone, then walked to her desk to retrieve her phone and bag.

"Helena, what do you usually do after work?" Violetta asked without looking at her.

"I-I go home to my apartment and rest," Helena replied.

Violetta grimaced and shook her head. "Tonight, you're accompanying me to Club FK."

Helena jolted, wondering if she had misheard.

"I don't have any friends here, so you have to come with me. Besides, it won't be fun if I go alone." Violetta walked with a grin on her face.

"But, how can I? I've never been to a place like that. I might just embarrass you there," Helena excused herself, secretly reluctant to accompany her.

Violetta snorted, then draped her arm over Helena's shoulder. "Just come with me and stop making excuses!" she whispered.

Violetta led Helena out of the room and with reluctant steps. Helena could only surrender, knowing that this was part of the risks of working as the secretary for the new CMO of the company – Violetta Jeanne Bolshoy.

Violetta and Helena had arrived at Club FK, but the place seemed deserted from the outside, making Violetta a bit hesitant to drive her car in.

"Is this really the place?" Violetta asked.

Helena quickly grabbed her phone, double-checking the Club FK address. After confirming, the address was indeed correct.

At that moment, a burly man seemingly appearing out of nowhere walked towards Violetta's car. He knocked on the car window, and Violetta rolled it down slightly.

"Are you a new customer?" the man asked.

"Yes," replied Violetta.

The man then took a walkie-talkie from inside his jacket and spoke to someone on the other end.

"Come, follow me!" The man ran to a street corner, and Violetta followed. They found a spacious parking lot with several cars already parked.

Violetta and Helena got out of the car, and the burly man led the way, guiding them into an elevator. They followed, surprised when the elevator descended to the underground level. However, once the doors opened, Violetta smiled broadly.

"Welcome to Faragos Kingdom."

The booming music instantly resonated in Violetta's ears, and she immediately embraced the atmosphere. Unlike Helena, who was shocked and amazed by the state of the club. Realizing this, Violetta immediately took her hand and led her to the bar. They both sat down, and Violetta ordered drinks.

"Give us the best drink here," Violetta confidently said.

The bartender promptly made it for them.

"Hey! What's with that expression?" Violetta asked.

"I'm not used to this," replied Helena awkwardly.

Violetta then laughed in response, and she observed the people around her, starting to count the number of men openly staring at her.

"Here, enjoy." The bartender handed them their drinks.

Violetta turned to the bartender while taking her drink and tasting it. It was good, but not to her taste.

"Where's the casino?" Violetta asked the bartender.