"It doesn't matter who we are. What matters is that we're getting paid to take care of things. Don't hold it against us, sweetheart!" Joshua stepped forward, grabbing Natalie's chin, his lecherous gaze moving up and down her body.
"You look pretty nice."
Natalie was terrified, her heart racing. The surroundings were completely unfamiliar—where was she? She had never felt so helpless and scared before.
"If it's money you want, I can give you double, just please let me go," Natalie pleaded, looking at the man with tearful eyes.
The leader didn't sound too old, probably around her age. Maybe if she acted pitifully, he might let her go. Natalie knew how powerful her appearance could be when it came to men.
"Double? Rich girl, huh?" Joshua laughed loudly, and the others joined in.