confession

A few days passed...

Freed from prison, Tiffany could not immediately leave New York because she was still under city detention and it was likely she could go far only after a few months of not doing anything bad again.

The woman was even constantly guarded by a bodyguard not to ensure her safety, but to prevent her from harming others. That night she was in a bar, of course with her bodyguard, who had a rather attractive face and a large, muscular body.

"You've had too much to drink," the bodyguard said.

Tiffany remained silent, staring at the elegant glass in her hand, about to drink it, but the bodyguard quickly stopped her.

"Mrs. Johnson..." He looked at Tiffany seriously. "I will force you to return to your family if you continue like this!"

Tiffany glared at the bodyguard, then pushed the glass, spilling the wine on his shirt.

"Oh shit!" the bodyguard muttered, looking at his wet shirt.

"I never needed you!" Tiffany shouted, then immediately stood up and walked towards the bar's