i's

e you’re go

h my other hand to steady it. Placing it on the table, I grab a wad of

ing next to him glaring daggers at me. “Are you trying to seduce my man?” s

d glare back. “

whore,” she accuses, turning to her d

bitch. They des

ke deep breaths. I need to calm down. If I grab her stupid orange wig and drag her acro

bartender, asks, peering into

und, searching for signs of Connor and his cronies. That’s what I was busy doing when I spilt the cocktail on

and he decides to wait o

Jim, plastering a f

e I leave here and ge

. “Looks like you’ve got yourself a secret admirer

ask, turni

w. “That tall hunk over there. I noticed him the moment

r not, are the absolute last thing on my mind tonight. U

not seeing any

th f

direction I

sest one to the dance floor, and I have a clear line of sigh

ristie says, before picking up h

n back to the bar. The

er one of my fellow waitresses, shows up, and I turn to her. “I

me before listing

her before head

ensure my makeup is still flawless a

y, right? Maybe he thinks I’ll go back to the house. After all, I’ve done it before. He has hit me before, countless times, and I never left. He knows I ha

it. I’ve been done with him for so long, and I only stayed

legit trie

at the hands of a p

the restroom, ready to tackle

ack into the club and

by an inch. Quickly, I duck behind the bar and stand next to J

de to get away from the fight. I notice three of o

llow

ll of whom

ay, but they wouldn’t leave,”

for him. I know he’s here. Those are

o get ou

tact with him. An evil grin covers his face as he walks towa

m and pulls me behind him. “What

eyes find me. “Is this the one yo

you don’t hav

I can do, bitch!” he

w up right now with his gun and show this idiot who’s the boss here? Because if he does

ehind his shirt. His hand emerges with his gun. My stomach s

s a second. Because as soon as he points the gun at Connor, a gunshot rings through t

bo

Connor’s men, who’s the

screams. Customers are scrambling for the e

is gun pointed at Jim’s head. “Come quietly or

from behind Jim. “Don’t hurt a

de. Does he have a death wish? Connor and his

e known I ca

o leave him, he would hunt me down? How many ti

es forward t

this is th

ext thing I know, Connor is flying over the bar bef