“But in the end, a kiss is just a kiss. I have no time for love, or seasoned lips.”
Phar West Nogel.
Anastasia’s POV
I was busy attending to the clients, taking orders and serving drinks. It was a typical night at the club, with the music pulsating and the lights flashing.
I’m currently serving a particular table of three guys right now. And one of the guys, a big guy with a sneer on his face, was making me feel uncomfortable. He kept coming to their table for stupid reasons but then they say the customer is always right. Then he started making s****l comments about me, and I really tried to ignore him.
But then he tried to touch me, and I didn't allow it. I know some clients offer waitresses to do stuff for them but they ask for permission first and it’s the waitress's choice but
