Chapter 22 {How Much}

Despite her bleeding wounds, Alisha manages to remain somewhat composed. She takes solace in the fact that at least the old guard is safe from the clutches of these monsters. Who knows what would have happened if they had targeted him as well?

But what about her? How will she manage to escape from this situation? Blood trickles down her cheeks, mouth, head, and even her feet. The pain is becoming unbearable, causing her entire body to go numb. It's hard to fathom how things took such a turn for the worse.

"How much?," Alice asks her.

Alisha responds, confused, "How much what?"

Alice's tone turns harsh as she warns, "Don't pretend like you don't understand. Tell me, how much do you charge?"

Alisha, still perplexed, asked, "Charge for what? Can you please explain?"

"Stop playing games! Tell me how much you charge for taking dic**ks."

Alisha, taken aback, exclaims, "Why would I do that? I've already told you I'm a girl with a vagina. What are you talking about?"

"You fooled me by pretending to be innocent," Alice continues. "Now you've even admitted how much you enjoy seeing penises and engaging in sexual activities."

"I never said any of that. And what's wrong with seeing the penises of the boys in the orphanage? They're just children. I help them with bathing and washing. They're boys, so it's only natural. What's the issue?"

Alice's mouth hangs open in shock as he finally comprehends what Alisha meant by seeing children's penises. He realises the misunderstanding and feels ashamed for jumping to conclusions.

How could she express herself in such a way? She could have explained it differently, but instead, she chose a path that anyone would find objectionable. It's as if she doesn't care about the consequences and casually speaks her mind.

Alice, furious, exclaims, "Are you out of your mind? How can you talk about these things so casually?"

"What's the problem? It's not a big deal. You asked me, and I simply answered. I said nothing wrong, sir," Alisha calmly replies.

Alice feels like his head is about to explode from hearing Alisha's nonsensical response. He can't handle it anymore.

Just then, someone calls out to Alice, saying, "Alice, what the hell?"

Recognizing the voice, Alice knows exactly who it is. He responds, "Mom, I'm handling the situation. You were sleeping, so you can go back to sleep."

Alice's mother steps forward and scolds him, "Alice, can't you see what you've done? Leave her alone. She's injured and bleeding like this, with a handprint on her face. Why would you treat someone this way? She's a human being, not a teddy bear you can beat up. You've lost control of yourself. Let her go; she needs medical attention."

Overwhelmed with pain, Alisha starts crying and pleads to Alice's mother, "Aunty, please save me. I'm in so much pain."

Alice refuses to say anything or let her go. He stubbornly states, "I can handle my angel. You know I hate it when you interfere in my affairs."

His mother shouts at him, "This is how you handle your affairs? By beating her like this? Don't fool yourself into thinking you're in control. You've completely lost your mind."

Alisha, standing there in agony, unable to bear it any longer, screams in pain, "Ah! Aunty, he's pulling my hair so tightly. Please save me. He's going to rip it out of my scalp."

Alice and his mother are shocked by her scream. In a fit of anger, his mother demands, "Let her go, Alice! Look at how she's crying. You're hurting her by holding her hair like that."

Alice refuses to release his grip on her. Instead, he scoops her up in his arms and says, "I won't let her go." He then turns to Alisha and reassures her, "Angel, everything will be fine. Just close your eyes.”