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The music inside is loud, the lights are changing. Lorelay was inside the office, not even reviewing what she had to pass on to her boss this month when a staff suddenly ran to her and called her.

"Ma'am Lorelay, someone is fighting downstairs." Lorelay felt dizzy and was forced to stand up to go downstairs. It's a headache that he always settles other people's fights. 'Where are the guards?' he's only been starting here for three months but he seems like he wants to give up.

When he arrived at the ground floor, the two men involved were already separated. In this bar, it is not their business to sell bodies to their Entertainers. If they want to serve their clients, the bar is out there.

All extra service is a decision of the staffs and if many clients force them and they don't want it, they won't think twice about kicking the client out of their bar so Lorelay is satisfied with her job.

"Ma'am, I think you are stressed." The bartender laughed as Lorelay leaned against the island cou