Sofia:

Beginning the spring equinox, in the northern hemisphere, in Ciudad La Rosa, with the presence of a strong storm, I finally arrived at the La Rosa Cultural Center. It was the place where my graduation ceremony would take place and where I would receive the title of Certified Public Accountant, at the age of twenty.

As I entered the auditorium, I looked to one side and to the other and I saw my parents among those present. My father wanted me to be a lawyer, but I decided to study what I liked.

This is a very important act in my life, although so far, what is important to me is not important to them. But, I wished they were here with me. Disappointed, I swallowed dryly.

So apparently, they decided to ignore me again. They're not interested in anything I do, except when I please them. Shaking out my mane, which I wore loose, with my hair dyed and ironed, I put on my cap.

I took my assigned place and no longer worried about whether they were attending or not. In any case, I already had my own plans, I would go with my roommates to a discotheque. Afterwards, the event started and I concentrated on it.

Then, I was called by the official presenter of the great event, to receive my title:

-Sofia Morales Borbon, the youngest graduate of the University in this promotion and who also graduated with the mention "Summa cum laude" -he announced through the microphone, for which I received a standing ovation from those present.

Three hours later, the ceremony came to an end. Just before the end of the ceremony, I joined the group who took off their caps and threw them up high, so that they would fall back into my hands. Afterwards, I left the theater with my classmates to celebrate our graduation at a discotheque.

-Sofia, congratulations! I think you were the most applauded -said one of the graduates, who by the way, I disliked very much, because he had the habit of looking at me with a lascivious look, it gave the impression that he was undressing me.

-Thank you! -I answered without giving importance to his comment, walking with my two inseparable companions, towards the parking lot, to look for my car.

When I arrived, where my car was parked, I took off my robe and cap, putting it in the trunk, next to my friends'. Once, without the protocol dress of the act, I felt like the queen of the night, beautiful, flirtatious and elegant, sheathed in a short, elegant and tailored suit, made by a great designer.

I am a spectacular woman, with measures of a beauty queen, without being so thin, I have an average height and my features are fine, where my beautiful blue eyes stand out, my thick lips, but perfectly delineated, with a mane of dyed and ironed blonde hair.

We got into my Bugatti Veyron, which my father gave me for my twentieth birthday in December last year, and went straight to the disco. When we got there, almost all of our colleagues were there, toasting and dancing.

If there's one thing that gets to me, it's going into a place where there's a lot of smoke. In the disco there was too much. However, to forget the disappointment that my parents caused me by not attending my graduation ceremony, I did not attach importance to this, dedicating myself and the others to enjoy the night.

We all moved to a common area, to keep an eye on each other, and began to order drinks, which we left on the table while we danced.

Three hours later, Sofia:

Feeling dizzy, with difficulty to speak and even to move, but with strong stomach pain, I got up from the chair to go to the bathroom, seeing everything blurred and with distorted hearing, someone approached me to help me....

-No, no, let me go! I... I... I... I'm going alone," I shouted, not wanting anyone's help, pushing his hands. With so much noise and screaming, in the disco, nobody heard me. I felt like I was drugged, I know what it feels like, because I experienced it once, just to try it, but in the end, I didn't like it.

-I'll take you," echoed the person who wanted to take me, but whom I could not distinguish well, because everything was very dark or blurry, I don't know, besides, there was a lot of smoke.

Even so, I continued walking towards the bathroom area to wash my face, because I felt my face and my body hot. It was something strange, I had never felt like that before. Before I got there, someone grabbed me by the waist and dragged me towards the stairs.

-Let go of me, stupid, don't touch me! -I screamed, kicking, throwing punches, but the stranger brought his mouth close to mine to shut me up, whereupon I bit his lips hard, until I bled.

-Maldic! -The stranger shouted, complaining about the bite I gave him, "You'll pay for this, Sofia! -And he slapped me hard, splitting my lower lip, which stunned me for a few seconds.

-I mean...! Do you know me? Who are you, asshole? -I asked, trying to see who it was, but my vision and hearing were terrible that night, everything I saw and heard was very blurry.

This led me to conclude that someone added some drug to my drink. Because in addition to this discomfort, I was feeling something worse, a strong need to have sex, something I had not experienced until now, I felt hot and my skin was bristling.

-God, what's wrong with me? -I muttered, unable to free myself from the clutches of the asshole who took me to the upper part where the private areas of the disco are.

I felt so bad, the pain in my stomach was still there. Besides, I couldn't see clearly who was taking me. Tormented and feeling my legs faltering, I felt so much fear and dread.

I began to struggle again with the man who was dragging me. I could see his face distorted, even though he looked familiar. He wanted to lift me up in his arms, but I did not allow it, I began to throw fists and kicks, again, so as not to let go.

A few minutes earlier, in one of the private rooms....

Rafael:

-Rafael, don't keep drinking! -My assistant Leonel asked when he saw how drunk I was getting -Please, come on! Your mother will go ballistic when she sees you like this," he exclaimed again.

-I don't care! -I replied, "My mother wants me to rule and do her holy will," I replied, bringing the bottle of whiskey to my mouth to take a swig.

-Go away, Leonel! -I'm waiting for someone and I don't want him to see you here, I'm fine! -I told him, worried that he would see the woman I had hired to be there with me.

-I don't want to leave you alone! -He answered me, with his eyebrows fully furrowed and his mouth tense.

-I'm telling you for the last time, go away! -I shouted angrily, which made him rush out of the private room.

A few minutes later...

Sofia:

Falling to the floor, I kicked hard at the door in front of me and out came an angry and fierce man, whose features I couldn't make out well either, as my vision was worse.

-Who's fucking around so much? -shouted the man, opening the door wide.

-Nobody! -my attacker snarled, trying to lift me off the floor. But, I was able to scream...

-H-h-help me!

-Shut up, Sofia! -my attacker shouted, trying to cover my mouth, but I bit him again and he let go of me, reflecting in his face the pain he felt.

-He wants to rape me!..." I shouted with all my might.