chapter33 Training.

The manager got the gist, eyeing the woman held down by some guy behind her. Her hair was a mess, covering half her face, but you could still tell she had a pretty face. He needed to figure out what to do and asked, "Any idea who she pissed off? What's the play here?"

Scarlett glanced around, dropped her hand from her mouth, but even in this place, she didn't make a scene, just looked around cautiously, on edge.

"She ain't soft enough, can't please a man right. You guys gotta work on that," she didn't dare toss Scarlett to some other guy to play with, that was a big no-no. Just a little punishment would do, she'd feel satisfied, and it'd be easy to explain later to Asher if he asked.

The manager got it and quickly organized some folks to take Scarlett to a big room. Running the show was a young dude, slim build, and Amalia tagged along.