Resent, Reject, Regret by Aqua Summers

Chapter 707 Let’s Teach This B*tch a Lesson!

"Where’s Brendan?" Deirdre demanded.

"Brendan's not here, sweetheart!" The middle-aged man brought his beer mug toward her and caressed her cheeks. "You're here to serve us."

Serve? Deirdre's eyes trembled. She slapped the man's hand away. "Don't touch me!"

The crowd erupted into laughter. "Oh! Spicy!"

The middle-aged man grabbed her hand with the strength of a lobster's claw. "But what if I'm touching you, huh? What are you gonna do about it, huh? Brendan got you here to be our entertainment for the night, sweetheart. Make us happy, and we’ll make you very happy too!"

Deirdre's quivering eyes turned red. She was shaking. Brendan had sent her there to be their plaything!?

breath felt like a stab to her lungs. No wonder Brendan had told her to come here and to put on something " nice”. He never planned to let

man reached out again. "Come drink with

the man away, and lurched at the handle to the door. She tugged-and felt her blood turn to

locked the door from

Hugely embarrassed, he regained her balance and decked his heavy hand across her cheek. "You're

the slap, the man yanked her hair and slammed her down on the table,

a moment before a cheer erupted. "Oh! Atta boy, Mr. Cruz!

wh*re starts thinking they are better than us even though they're

Cruz educate his stubborn b*tch into submission, I bet. Who doesn't

his cup and pried Deirdre’s lips open before pouring beer into her mouth. It stung so badly the poor young woman shook her head as hard as she could,

with beer as the

herself. She was being treated like an animal