They Made Me Play the Dog, So I Made Them Pay novel Chapter 3

In the end, ignoring my resistance, Kenton forcibly took me out the door.

Before getting in the car, I tried to put on a mask, but Kenton stopped me.

He stared at me tenderly and firmly, like a real savior.

"No need for a mask. The innocent have nothing to hide. I believe in you, and you should believe in yourself, Okay?"

He tossed the mask out of the window and dragged me out of the car.

The moment we entered the bar, the noise suddenly stopped. All eyes focused on me.

The stares were filled with ill intentions—evaluating, lecherous...

There were even unfiltered malicious comments from the corners.

"Quick, look! It's her, right? Looks like a cool and quiet good girl, but turns out to be such a slut."

"It is her! I'll never forget that orgasmic face from the photo. Damn, she's a real whore! And look at that body, she's the whore of all whores!"

"I'm not feeling well. I want to go back."

I turned to leave but my wrist was caught. Rough fingers pressed against my skin, sending shivers down my spine.

The man holding me was one of Kenton's good friends, the loudest one at the party who had mocked me.

He looked at me with fervent, greedy eyes.

"Sis, why are you suddenly want to leave? We're just having a good time, don't you want to play with us?"