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!"

the men, emboldened by alcohol and their desires, ignored her

on her. "Don't play hard to get, little girl. Nobody leaves this

hit the wall, and her panic reached its peak. She

the door to the private room burst open with a

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 demanded,

hesitated for a moment before one of them, drunk and defiant, sneered. "Who the hell are you? Mind your own

"Your business? Bullshit. Bullying someone under my

disdainful. "Big words. Do you even know

are. To me, you're nothing but a spinėless thug throwing his weight around. Lay a finger on her, and I make sure you regret it for the rest of

a response, Wilfred pulled out his phone and

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