Janet whirled her head around groggily. Nothing but an empty bar showed in her vision. Her brain was confused and couldn't detect between dream and reality. Only after she locked her gaze at the man in a cor, she muttered mumbling,
" Vi.. Victor..Rey..nolds..."
Sitting at a corner, Victor was drinking calmly. Finally, he got rid of all the men who wanted to see her stripping, taking advantage of her drunken state. How could they call themselves 'man'? Instead of helping her out of this state, they actually tried to bring the shame on her.
Dream on! No one can touch his girl! Not anymore!
Victor sipped his wine, his legs were crossed over elegantly. His words flowed out casually, bringing the girl's attention on him,
" Didn't you want to show? What's stopping you now? Go on and do whatever you want!"
