“Can I help you sir? Another drink perhaps?” I asked as I wandered over with a fake smile plastered to my face.
Roman’s arm shot out and wrapped around my waist pulling me onto his lap. An uneasy feeling settled in my stomach as I began to realise what it was he wanted.
The stench of alcohol coming off of him was nauseating, it took all my strength to not gag, it was as if there was another strong odour underneath.
“I want you to sit with me, I haven’t seen you ‘round here before.” Roman began.
I wanted to tell Roman where to shove it, but Mr. Herrera was right there, and I was terrified I’d be fired on the spot if I swore at our VIP. Instead, I swallowed my pride and nodded.
“I’m new,” I choked out. I looked towards Mr. Herrera who looked at me with a curious look in his eyes.
“New
