Almost is Never Enough

"You take over my shift but don't sell the wine. There are all kinds of people there, so don't get into trouble with any beasts. You will be dead if you are captured by a brute!"

Kelly Garcia thought about what her friend Vivian Sanches' words and had only one thought.

She would be dead this time!

Kelly tried to push away the man who was hugging her to force her to drink, but she only pushed a layer of fat on his stomach. She smelled the stench of smoke, and this round-bald man made Kelly feel disgusting.

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.