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I was also sick and tired of men and their bull.
They weren’t touching me, but the things they said to me were disgusting.
Still, I pushed through. It was my job, after all, and there wasn’t much I could do about the new uniforms and how people perceived them.
I chuckled, not feeling the humor. “Oh, come on, guys, let me do my job, will you? Drinks, gentlemen. What kind of drinks do you want?”
They weren’t going to tip me.
I already knew that because I wasn’t flirting back the way they wanted me to.
“I’m sorry, sweetie. Listen to us being total douches. We’ll take two more shots of Patrón and two Coronas.”
I nodded, scribbling their order down before I turned and walked away.
I didn’t get far before I felt a rough hand on my backside and fingers digging into my flesh.
I gasped and turned quickly, ready to curse the guy out, but when I turned, he tugged on my arm, pulling me into his lap.
“Stop it!” I said, smacking at his hands as I fought to get out of his lap.
“Oh, come on, baby, it’s all in fun.”
I continued to struggle, fighting against his hold, but for a smaller guy, he was strong.
“Let me go!”
The guys laughed, and the more they laughed, the harder I fought to get away from them.
“That’s it. Keep wiggling in my lap in that short skirt. It’s doing it for me,” he joked.
I reached my arm back and used my elbow to pop him in the face.
“What the fuck?” he yelled. “I think you broke my fucking nose, you little bitch!”
I jumped out of his lap and quickly smoothed out my clothes and pushed my hair out of my face.
I was seconds away from escaping the two men and disappearing into the crowd, but before I could get far enough away, the guy grabbed me and pulled me back to him.
I turned, finding it oddly satisfying to see the blood slowly oozing from his nose. It was the least that could have happened to him, considering he had basically assaulted me.
“I said, let me go!”
His fingers dug into my arm, bruising me.
And then a deep voice sounded, sending a bolt of relief through me.
“Remove your hand from the lady before I cut them from your body,” Zander said, his nostrils flaring, and his fists balled at his sides.
Behind him, Jerome and Joey, two of Empire’s security guys, stood with their arms crossed and their expressions stern. They were both prominent, burly gentlemen although nothing about them screamed gentle. I was sure they were bodybuilders at some point in their lives.
“Excuse me?” the guy asked, swiping at the blood dripping from his nose.
“You heard me. You have three seconds.”
“This bitch broke my nose!”
“One.” Zander began to count, his voice stern and calm.
