While the almost naked dancers performed on stage, the audience or clients were chatting away in the booths on both sides of the stage.

On the table were a variety of alcoholic wine.

As soon as Hannah entered, all eyes were on her.

Her body-hugging red dress moved gracefully against her body as she walked.

The long slit revealed her slender legs in laced black stockings, making the men shamelessly ogle at them.

Her ruddy lips curved into a perfect smile, making her look like a bewitching demon that captured the hearts of the men present.

Not long after, a man boldly came over and hit on Hannah.

“Hi, Miss.

Would you like to drink with me?”

Still wearing a smile, Hannah looked at the wine glass in the man’s hand and turned down his offer.

“Sorry, I can’t drink.

The man’s confident smile froze.

felt offended

seat

I am, Miss? Take my offer while I’m being

who you are and I don’t plan

gritted his

and Trent

over

“Who are you?

Tell me.

“Who the hell- Mr.

The man stammered

trembled and his legs went weak, recognizing

Hannah that he didn’t

he was in trouble, the man staggered backward, his face turning

“Mr.

is she…

I’m sorry I

punish myself by drinking a

glass

Compton.

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