Anastasia's body reacted frantically. She had just escaped three lustful men and ended up in the arms of another stranger.
"Don't touch me," she exclaimed and pushed him away.
"I am not touching you." The man stepped back, his hands in the air.
When her brain started working, she realized she knew that man.
It was Brad Glover.
She suddenly remembered him flirting with various women.
He might be here with a woman, right?
Her stomach churned as soon as she had this thought. Her heart burned with resentment.
Bang…
The three men came out of the booth, opening the door with a loud bang. One pressed his hand against his bloodied cheek, while the other pressed his hand against his neck. The tallest one glared at her, clutching his palm.
Anastasia was terrified, thinking they would lunge at her and drag her into the booth again. She dashed over to Brad and threw herself on him.