Wendy's POV"Move? Fine, let's go. You can do whatever you want, play however you like." The man in the red shirt eagerly reached for me.I slammed my heel into his foot. He yelped in pain and loosened his grip.I spun around to leave, but he wasn't done. He grabbed my arm, pulling me toward him. "Tonight, you're mine!"Bam!I snatched up a nearby bottle and smashed it against his head.Blood gushed instantly."You little bitch! You've had enough, huh?" The man, known as Seven, hadn't expected my sudden counterattack. His eyes gleamed with murderous rage. "Do you know who I am?"I lifted the bottle slightly, a cold smirk curling on my lips. "I don't care who you are. Now, scram."The music on the dance floor roared on, everyone else lost in their own world, oblivious to the chaos in the bar's corner.Seven was notorious around here, a thug who preyed on young Omegas forced into prostitution to survive. Anything—or anyone—he set his sights on, he usually got. He must have mistaken me fo
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