chapter three

"It is bad. Even very bad. But he didn't recognized you, so don't panic. Take it easy."

Sophie tried to go slowly, her whole will was involved in this. She couldn't star run. She couldn't..

Streets was full of people who preferred night life. A few drunkards leaned against the walls. Beside the trash stood young man. He was throwing up. Next to him was skinny girl barely standing on her legs. In the corners hid couples, mostly prostitutes and their clients. Some girls were desperately trying to find a client. And of course there were also random people who hid their heads in their shoulders, trying not to look around. They weren't used to night life of this district. They just wanted to pass by and went home.

Sophie could easily mingled with the crowd.

She looked over her shoulder, probably for a hundred of time. Pay attention. Pay attention…

Oh shit.

From the bar came out several men. Those men. They were talking with whores and looked around. They were looking for someone.

One of them in black turtleneck approached in her direction.

Sophie suddenly turned and started running. Maybe they even didn't notice. She looked back.

Oh, he noticed and accelerated the pace.

Think, think. What to do?

Another glance over her shoulder. Some drunkard with massy beard grabbed the man's arm. He blabbered about something.

And then Sophie ran into someone.

"Sorry, sorry," She wanted to passed him, when suddenly she realized who he was. It gave her a desperate idea.

"You are late!" She shouted and threw her hands around his neck. It was elegant stranger from the pub.

"Excuse me, do we…" The male was completely surprised, he tried to say something more, but Sophie closed his mouth with a kiss.

"Pretend you are my boyfriend." She whispered into his mouth. "That man in turtleneck is a little too brazen. He doesn't understand that I am not interested in his company."

Brunet looked confused, but he not pushed her away. He frowned.

"I do not think…"

"Please." She said quietly, not taking her eyes from his face. He looked at her for a moment, then gently nodded. He looked over her head and suddenly pushed her away.

Oh no you idiot. Just don't provoke them.

She panicked that her unexpected knight in a shining armor was ready to fight with that man. She grabbed his hand and leaded his to the nearby alley.

She scowled herself in her mind and took a deep breath, she shouldn't , really, but there was no other choice.

"What.." He tried to ask, but Sophie pushed him against the wall and kissed him violently.

"It is better…" She finally said when the broke the kiss. " This is not the type which is worth fighting. When he see us together he will go away, but we must be convincing."

"But…"

"You agreed." She whispered, touching his face. Suddenly she felt fear, he could just go away and left her on the mercy of that gang. She lowered her hand.

He grabbed it.

"How convincing we should be?" He asked finally. She smiled, but the corner of her eye noticed that the turtleneck man was near.

"Very." She muttered and kissed him again.

She felt the taste of brandy. He was drinking? It didn't matter. He began kissing her deeper and deeper. And suddenly beside the alcohol she could taste a desire.

When they lost breath, he broke away from her mouth and moved his lips to her neck. She titled her head and tried not to moan.

"That's enough." She thought for a second. The turtleneck went away a few minutes ago.

"Are we convincing enough?" The stranger muttered, his lips were next to her skin.

"I could stop this. I should stop this, forget and went away. But I don't want to."

"I don't think so…" She said with a broken voice. He grasped her waits and pressed them together, slowly turned her, that her back was pressing against the wall. His mouth returned to her skin in the hollow of her neck.

Her hands were caressing his neck, shoulders, slowly opening his shirt. She touched his hot naked chest, he groaned and reached under her blouse, gently caressing her breasts through the material of her bra. Sophie bit her lips, she didn't want to scream

"I've gone crazy." She thought. "I don't know him. But I cannot stop this. I want more."

Guided by this desire Sophie reached to his trousers' belt. At this moment he sobered a bit.

"Wait, this is madness…" He groaned.

"I know, I know…" She kissed him violently. She moved her hands over the skin of his abdomen. From his throat ripped loud, completely uncontrollable moan, he grabbed her butt and lifted her.

Rough, uneven wall which rubbed her back was the last thing that she remembered, before she lost herself in this madness.