June stepped out of the restaurant's kitchen, balancing a tray of orders as she headed towards a table that held a group of men.
"Here you go." She said with a moderate smile, cheeks strained from the amount of smiles she had to wear in order to appear friendly. "Please enjoy your meal."
She made to leave but was stopped by an older man's hand placed on her wrist. "Don't be so quick to leave, beautiful. Sit."
It wasn't the first time such a thing was happening. Three days working here and she somehow managed to meet one of these dirtbags every single day.
The worst part of it was the fact she couldn't do anything about it. They were all bloody rich and the last thing she needed was to get fired from a job that both fed and housed her.
"I apologize, sir. But I have to go." She spo
