The Case.

*Prologue*

MARIA ELITE AMSTEL.

Pleasure!

  Was one of Maria's weakness. Especially if it involved being touched, caressed and massaged in her most sensitive parts, and certainly if it meant being filled with the size and weight of a big and healthy dick. This was what she did at leisure, to enjoy and reminiscence what she had been deprived of for five years in that horrifying jail.

  She had been out for two years and she hadn't come out the same. The cheery, merry and happy twenty year old sweetheart who had been falsely accused of drug dealing wasn't the hard, cold-hearted woman that came out five years later. She had changed in every sense of the word.

  A loud satisfied moan erupted from her lungs as her body shook uncontrollably from the massive orgasm she just had. She collapsed on top of the black american who she'd decided would be her one night stand this time, completely satisfied and spent.

"That was amazing" he panted under her. His heart beating in loud rhythms. She rolled off him to the other side of the bed and sighed.

Her phone rang.

"We should do this more often." He said, moving over to her and sinking his teeth into her neck.

"Sure... Cut it out I need to take this." She told him. But he didn't stop.
She picked up the line, trying to ignore the sensation he was invoking in her.

"Hey Madiana, how's it going?" She said, casually.

"Pussy, come over to the whorehouse quickly. Nona's here... I don't know why."

"She's what?!?" Maria asked in panic, her head shot up in panic, forcing the guy off her. "What da hell is she doing at your whorehouse?" She got off the bed, leaving the black guy no option than to admire her delicately carved body.

"I don't know Pussy, and its worse, cause a client just took her in a room and locked the door. She was screaming... I think he's gonna..."

She cut the call and grabbed her jeans from the floor. Quickly slipping them on.

"Where are you going?" The guy in her bed asked in obvious annoyance.

"Out" she replied simply, leaving no room for explanations. She slipped on her shirt, and grabbed her car keys and her jacket.

"But I thought..." And she was out before he could finish his sentence.

She sped down the highway, a million thoughts raced through her mind. Her niece, her dear niece. She swore under her breath to kill the bastard if he tried to harm her.

She arrived in the whorehouse, and without an invitation, she ran up to the rooms, not even waiting to take a glance at Madam Madiana.
She heard Nona scream. The door was locked. She broke it down and was faced with an unpleasant sight.

"Shit!" She cursed.

"I... I killed him... I killed him aunty!!" Nona cried in panic and hysteria. Her body trembled visibly. Her clothes were torn. Her body was bruised and a bloodied letter opener was locked tightly in between her fingers, with blood dripping from it. His blood.

Maria acted fast. She took the letter opener from Nona and cleaned it with the man's shirt which had been carelessly tossed aside. She replaced Nona's finger prints with hers. "You didn't do nothing. You hear."

She took off her jacket and threw it to her. "Put that on." She ordered. Nona did as she was told.

"Here. Take my car keys." She threw them to her. "Get outta here. Go to grandpa's place. Tell him I'm in trouble. Do not tell anyone about what happened here. Not even grandpa." She instructed quickly.

"Aunty!" Nona cried, still in shock

"Do as I say! Now!" She yelled.
Police sirens could be heard from a distance. Maria edged closer to the window and saw police cars trooping into the street.

"Get out Nona! Go! Now!"

Nona ran off.

There was a raid. Everyone was arrested. Nona had been able to escape.
After a brief talk with her lawyer and two days in jail. Madam Madiana was able to get everyone out on bail.

Everyone except Maria.

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