CHAPTER SEVENTY FOUR

CLARA'S POV

As soon as Arsenio walked out after whispering to me that he would be back, I suspected something was amiss.

I sat down as I looked around strangely watching half naked women dancing with Romero.

“Is this what they actually do in clubs and Casinos???” I asked myself as I shook my head in disbelief.

“Hey damsel, come and dance with me.” Romero said as he pulled my hand.

“I don't want to dance sir…Please let go of my hand.” I said as I tried pulling my hand away from his.

“Hey baby girl, I don't bite, besides I just want a little harmless dance.” Romero said as his alcoholic breath made me almost gag in disgust.

“Please sir Romero, let go of me…I don't want to dance.” I said as I looked around for Arsenio.

“Just one dance…it's not going to hurt.” Romero insisted as he squeezed my arm painfully.

“You are hurting me sir.” I said as tears gathered in my eyes.

I could have taken action by hitting him or pushing him forcefully but he was Arsenio's friend and I didn't want any tro