Love and infidelity

Before the drunk man's finger sank to her shoulder for the second time, Selena swiftly stood from a sitting position with her bag in her arms, her body quivering, and her face scarred.

Working the night shift is quite dangerous, especially in tourist regions. Many drunk men can't control themselves, and Selena often hears bizarre things from her coworkers, but she didn't expect to experience it tonight.

"Hey miss, don't sell too much, who do you think you are?" the man began talking, his nose filled with an unpleasant odor of alcohol.

Selena didn't want to respond, so she quickly went forward, about to exit the bus shelter.

"Hey!" The tug on her wrist felt hard, and she gasped with a pale face.

The man drew Selena closer to his body, his red eyes fixed on Selena's naturally lovely face, and he smiled.

"Why are you here, a lady with your face shouldn't be selling herself by the side of the road, aren't you not receiving any customers tonight until you can't pay the cab fare?" He sneere