When Karina stepped into the room, one of the men, his gaze hazy from drink, chuckled and said, "Well, so this is the beauty they sent over?"

Karina forced herself to stay calm and replied politely, "Good evening, gentlemen. Here's the drinks you ordered."

She began placing the drinks on the table one by one, hoping to finish quickly.

Before she could finish, another man grabbed her wrist and yanked her toward him. "Come, have a few drinks with us, sweetheart."

Karina's heart raced as she pulled her hand away with force. "Sir, I'm just here to deliver your drinks. I don't entertain guests."

The men burst into laughter. "What bar do you think you're in? There's no such thing as not entertaining here. Don't play coy, sweetheart. Sit with us, and you'll be rewarded handsomely." Fear surged through Karina as she instinctively stepped back, trying to maintain some distance. "I'm really just here for work," she said, her voice trembling. "Please respect me!"

emboldened by alcohol and their desires, ignored

his feet, swaying as he advanced on her. "Don't play hard to

and her panic reached its peak. She closed her eyes in

then, the door to the private room burst

face a mask of fury. His cold gaze swept over the room, taking in the situation in an instant. Without hesitation, he strode forward and positioned himself protectively in front of Karina. "What the hell do you think you're doing?" he

for a moment before one of them, drunk and defiant, sneered. "Who the hell are you? Mind your own business. This is between us and

"Your business? Bullshit. Bullying someone

the leader of the group looked Wilfred up and down, his expression turning disdainful. "Big words. Do you even know who I am? I'm a prominent figure in this city. You

me, you're nothing but a spinėless thug throwing his weight around. Lay a finger

a response, Wilfred pulled out his phone and made a quick

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