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A stout man in a well-tailored suit exited the back door of the club with a very drunk young lady in tow. She didn't understand why one drink had hit her so hard. She didn't know the man had made sure her drink had an extra twist to ensure it would.
She was giggling and stumbling in her high heels as he guided her down the alley. His Mercedes was parked around the corner and down the street in a dark spot between streetlights. He always made sure of that.
As they approached the dark end of the alleyway, a dark figure emerged from the shadows against one wall and stepped into view. He firmly stood in their path so they couldn’t get past him.
In a quiet, deep voice, he said, "Tsk, tsk. Charles, you are one bad man. Where do you think you're going with this young lady?"
Surprised by hearing his name, he stumbled to a stop and tried to keep the woman from falling. He decided to bully his way through this, as he did many things in his privileged life.
"Fuck you, man. I don’t know who you are, but this is none of your business. We're on a date. Get out of my way."
Roman took a few steps closer, and his height and broad shoulders became more obvious in the dim glow of the light over the exit door behind them. Charles decided that perhaps it would be better to turn around and walk the other way.
However, as he did so, another figure materialized from the shadows near the entrance by the front sidewalk. Slimmer, shorter, and revealing obvious curves in her black leather pants. The woman was silhouetted against the street lights beyond.
Charles stopped and glanced back at Roman. Then, he looked at the woman, made his decision, and kept heading in her direction.
Roman shook his head and chuckled. Speaking to himself, he said, "I love it when they choose her."
Suddenly, the man shoved his “date” to the ground and took off running toward the alley entrance. He braced himself, prepared to unleash whatever violence it would take to make his escape.
In the darkness at the end, Valeria laughed with pleasure. She murmured, "I love it when they choose me."
The burly man rapidly closed in on her and threw a forearm into her chest so he could knock her aside. Except, as he flinched in anticipation of the impact, she was no longer there.
Valeria dropped with blinding speed and shifted to one side to bury her fist into the man's plump midsection. His momentum guaranteed that the breath in his body violently exploded outward and left him as empty as a deflated balloon. He stumbled forward a few steps and collapsed onto the dark bricks with his arms wrapped around his torso, squeaking and gasping like a helpless fish.
Back in the alley, Roman helped the woman to her feet. She was dazed and completely confused about what had happened. She looked around for Charles and started walking in the direction of the alley’s entrance.
Roman stopped her, looked deep into her eyes, and said, “No. You really don’t want anything to do with him. He’s a seriously bad guy, and I’m pretty sure he spiked one of your drinks this evening. Go back inside, order a ride, and go home. Forget this ever happened.”
She was still disoriented, but she turned and started walking back to the club’s back entrance. Thinking better of what he had just commanded her to do, Roman caught up and took her arm.
“No, wait. Better yet, don’t forget. Others like him are always looking for someone trusting like you. Please be more careful with your drinks and who you leave with from now on, ok?”
“MmHmm… I will. I promise.”
With that, she disappeared into the club, leaving Roman standing in the alley. He spun on one heel and went over to join Valeria near the man. He prodded him with the tip of one boot, which elicited a wheezing whimper from him.
As they stood there, Valeria suddenly twitched and whipped her head around. She looked up to the rooftop of the building next door and noticed a silhouette against the starry night sky.
Roman nodded and said, "I felt it, too. Someone is taking photos of us. I'll handle lover boy here. You get that camera."
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