The dancer yelled as she was abruptly pulled down. The moment she fell onto the ground, a group of men rushed toward her and started groping her. They all wanted a piece of her.
“F*ck off! Do y’all have a death wish?” a woman in formal attire thundered.
She was heavily made-up and had a few burly bouncers behind her. Upon hearing that, the men scattered instantly.
“Jenny…” the helpless dancer cried out. The men’s touches lingered on her skin and even her bra was pulled out of shape.
“Get lost!” Jenny furrowed her brows.
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