3. Pervert

Charlotte’s POV

"Mr. Gallagher, she's not the girl I've been talking about—"

He stopped Amanda from talking, and his cold eyes were on me. He looked at me from head to toe and asked, "Why is this woman running away from you?"

“She’s the newbie here, Mr. Gallagher. Her father sold her to work in this club…”

When I heard Amanda say that I was being sold by my father to work in this filthy club, I pulled my lips into a tight purse and narrowed my eyes in anger. I felt like I needed to protect myself. I stifled a gasp, fighting back tears as best I could in front of them. I tried to look up and sniffle even though tears streamed from my eyes. I must muster up my strength because I won't have anyone to save me tonight.

There’s a silence between us, and from the moment he saw that I had trouble with myself already, he asked Amanda in curiosity. “So this woman is working for you now?”

Amanda nodded her head, and I rolled my eyes annoyedly. I exclaimed angrily, “I did not accept this fi