Betrayal

He puffed, heaving closer to Phoebe, who was naked in front of him like an open book. But as his fingers were about to touch her arm, a loud sound from behind him caused him to stop.

The bartender, a man of considerable age with wrinkles on his face and a scowl on his lips was scrutinizing the pair. Marlin immediately pulled his hand back, managing to smile in a way that would suggest that everything was perfectly normal. “She has taken too much alcohol,” he said with a fake concern in his voice. “I will personally drop her at her home.”

The bartender didn’t answer right away, but his gaze stayed on Marlin. It was the way he said it that made Marlin uneasy for a moment and he thought his plan would fail.

But after a long time as if he had to force himself, the bartender gave a nod. “Just make sure she’s alright.” I didn’t want any trouble here.”

Marlin nodded, pulling his arm around Phoebe’s slender waist, to assist her up. She moved a little but was beyond the point of realizing what
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