She violently raised her arm, pushed away the wine glass in the fat guy's hand, the liquor spilled on his pants.
"I'm just a waitress, not a..."
Not a prostitute.
Before she finished her words, the fat guy became furious and slapped Kelly violently.
"You are just a prostitute so don't overreach yourself! I am paid to sleep with you! And it seems that you won't obey me without some special things."
After he took out a packet of powder and poured it into the bottle, he pinched Kelly's chin and poured the bottle of wine directly into her mouth.
The cold liquor was poured into her throat. Kelly was choking and coughing constantly.
The fat guy reached out to rip her clothes.
Kelly wore short cheongsam, which was the uniform of the bar. They changed the traditional Chinese frogs to ordinary press buttons, which were much easier to unbutton.
In an instant, her charming body was shown.
The fat guy seemed very greedy.
Kelly hit him in the face with her elbow and ran outside without any hesitation when he ached.
The fat guy got up and chased after her.
"Bitch, don't you know who I am? How dare you run!"
He grabbed Kelly's hair and pulled it so hard that Kelly screamed loudly in pain and fell backward.
She was kind of hopeless.
"So, who are you?" She heard a pleasant voice.
Kelly turned back and saw a man in a black windbreaker standing a step away. He was tall and handsome.
He stared at Kelly like a hawk with his extremely gorgeous eyes. When he saw the hand at Kelly's waist, he seemed to be angry.
The man grabbed the fat guy's shoulder, and the fat guy suddenly felt as if his shoulder was about to be dislocated and he was unable to exert any strength.
Kelly's waist was loosened and got away from the fat guy.
Before she could leave, she was pulled into a firm embrace.
She smelled the pleasant odor instantly and felt like smelling it somewhere. It made Kelly extraordinarily relieved.
The man's voice sounded overhead, "Which hand did he touch you with?"
Kelly was stunned.
Before she could speak, she heard a frightening howl.
Kelly wanted to turn back, but the man stopped her, "Don't look."
After a howl and a racket.
"Mr. Lewis, it's been resolved."
Kelly couldn't help but turn around and see the fat guy fall to the ground. His arms were curled in a weird manner but he was still screaming.
She couldn't help but shiver.
She looked up and saw the man's nice jawline and slightly pressed lips, which made him determined and serious.
He suddenly lowered his head to meet Kelly's gaze, seemingly smiling, "How do you plan to repay me?"
"Thank you very much, sir, thank you..."
Her lips were kissed before she finished her words.
The man's slender fingers were dry and warm and he rubbed over Kelly's lips.
"With just a thanks, you want me to leave?" The man was smiling lightly with some affection.
Kelly was stunned, and then she understood.
This person was also a gangster.
She just got rid of one bastard but was captured by another.
Kelly had wanted to be thankful, but she quickly regained consciousness.
She wanted to push the man away, but he didn't move at all. Instead, she took a few steps away.
Kelly clenched her fists and seemed very anxious. She stared at the man in front of her with her amber eyes in detachment and defensiveness.
The man laughed lightly, "What? That's not what you were doing when you gave yourself to me."
"I didn't give myself to you. It was because you were standing in my way. A good...good person never gets in the way!"
It was known that there was only a saying "A good dog never gets in the way".
The man raised his eyebrows, knowing that Kelly was satirizing him in a euphemism.
"If I hadn't helped you, what do you think would have happened to you?"
The man stepped forward and Kelly couldn't retreat.
She leaned against the wall, trying her best to avoid the man and her beautiful eyes were rolling.
She was thinking about how to escape.
The man thought she was interesting. She was a rabbit with hidden teeth, who looked docile and harmless, but if she had no other choices, she would bite people.
He stopped.
Kelly sighed with relief.
In the next second, the man raised his hand, touching her boobs.