At the Twilight, the lights were dim, the music was intense, and the air was thick with alcohol.
Perhaps it was because life was getting better, or maybe modern people were feeling increasingly empty. Bars in every corner were crowded at night.
It wasn’t even nine o’clock yet, and the place was already packed.
The dance floor, the bar, and the private booths were all filled with people. In such a chaotic environment, it was impossible for there not to be any conflicts.
Every night, security had to handle numerous small incidents, and tonight was no exception. They barely managed to suppress a clash between two groups.
As the crowd settled down and continued their revelry, Bailee, dressed in black, leaned against the bar, gently swirling a wine glass.
She had insisted on a bottle of strong liquor tonight. After three consecutive glasses, she was already feeling dizzy. Watching the bustling figures around her, she sighed,
“Alcohol really is a wonderful thing. It can make people forget their troubles temporarily.”
She always wished for a complete family. Unfortunately, her parents, though alive, made her feel worse than if they were dead.
Thinking about how they wanted her to submit to Desmond to pay off their debts made Bailee’s heart ache. She took another sip of alcohol to suppress her sorrow.
Darnell, sitting beside her, picked up his glass and took a sip before sighing, “But what happens when you wake up? If you have to face it, face it bravely.”
He gently encouraged Bailee while glancing at a certain spot on the second floor. He had a feeling someone was watching them from the shadows.
Hearing Darnell’s words, Cesar, who was crouched under a high stool, flashed a moment of sadness in his eyes. With a cigarette in his mouth, he laughed,
“Just enjoy the moment. Why think so much?”
Darnell glanced at Cesar, who habitually crouched on the ground. At that moment, he looked nothing like his usual carefree self.
The pain and weariness in his eyes made Darnell’s heart jolt. This guy had more stories than Harry and the others.
Seeing Darnell looking at him, Cesar quickly flashed two gold teeth and chuckled, “Boss, I was just saying. Don’t be mad.”
“I’ll shut up now and not disturb your flirting.”
After saying that, he moved his feet away from Darnell a bit.
Darnell pointed a finger at him. “You don’t have to crouch here. You can drink with Harry and the others. I’m perfectly safe.”
Cesar gave a simple smile and exhaled a puff of smoke from his cigarette. “I don’t like drinking. I only like smoking. I’ll just hide here and smoke.”
“It’s comfortable and secluded, plus I can protect you.”
Darnell could only let him follow him around like this. It was fine. His presence kept people within three meters away from them.
At that moment, Bailee raised her flushed face and leaned gently against Darnell. “Mr. Halford, do you have any troubles?”
Darnell laughed heartily and swirled his glass. “Lots of troubles, but they’re all in the past. No need to bring them up. We should move on.”
“Alright then, no more talking about the past. Let’s drink.”
Bailee returned to her usual bold self and clinked her glass with Darnell’s. “Let’s get drunk!”
They finished off an entire bottle of whiskey together. While Darnell seemed unaffected, Bailee started swaying unsteadily.
Darnell held her close and laughed, “Do you want to let loose?”
“Mr. Halford, do you want to take me here?”
Darnell’s warm breath made Bailee shiver slightly. She bit her lip and smiled seductively. “Private room or restroom?”
“Anyway, I’ll lose my virginity sooner or later. My parents might even sell me off. Might as well give myself to you while I’m still clean.”
“That way I won’t have any regrets in the future. I can even brag to Casey and Shayla that I slept with you.”
Darnell buried his head in Bailee’s hair and took a deep breath of the alluring sweet scent. “Don’t think of me that way. I’m a gentleman.”
“Of course, if you insist on it desperately enough, I might consider it.”
Darnell laughed as he lifted Bailee off the high stool and then pulled her towards the circular stage in the bar.
Cesar instantly got up as if he knew what Darnell wanted to do and swiftly cleared a path for them.
Although it wasn’t peak time yet in the bar, it didn’t stop early guests from partying wildly.
The air was filled with the smell of smoke and alcohol. The music was turned up so loud it almost deafened people’s ears as men and women twisted their bodies crazily on the dance floor.
Cesar maneuvered through the crowd, using his body to make way for Darnell and Bailee.
Unknowingly, Bailee found herself being led by Darnell to the center of the dance floor in front of a 1. 5-meter-high pole dancing stage.
On it were two tall and sexy women, gyrating wildly to the music.
Before Darnell could say anything, Cesar reached out and yanked both women off the pole before dragging them down from the stage.
The two women were furious. Patrons also widened their eyes in surprise, but Cesar ignored them completely as he cheerfully called out to Darnell, “Boss! Your turn.”
Darnell felt like cursing but realized there was no point now, so he simply pushed Bailee onto the stage. “Bailee! Go ahead! Dance wildly!”
At that moment, Latin dance music started playing!
Passionate yet wild!
Hearing this prelude made Bailee feel something deep inside being stirred by its rhythm, making her feel itchy hot as if something suppressed inside wanted to be out explosively!
Darnell shouted loudly, “Bailee! Come on! Dance wildly! Go crazy! Vent out!”
Hearing his shout, along with being driven by crazy music, the slightly tipsy Bailee started moving, shedding off her coat and throwing it away.
Cheers erupted all around!
Bailee, wearing a light touch of makeup and a black dress that fell just above her knees, had her delicate face mostly hidden behind her disheveled hair. Her legs, clad in tights, were long, smooth, and firm, and she swayed her sensual body to the pulsating music with abandon.
Her dress was tight and well-fitted, accentuating her upright posture and rounded legs, tracing an alluring curve. Her fiery and hot figure swung wildly, radiating a bewitching and deadly aura under the neon lights.
“What a looker. A woman like this is what a woman should be!”
“Yes, she’s got the charm, the heat, and the sexiness. The two earlier don’t compare to her at all.”
“Ah, and there’s a sweet fragrance. Could it be the legendary natural scent? My God, a rare treasure on earth.”
At that moment, a large crowd of men had gathered around the high platform, each with a look of infatuation, gazing at Bailee on the stage and constantly raising their hands.
They swayed their bodies to the rhythm, exuding testosterone, seemingly trying to win the woman’s favor through this method. Seeing their state, Bailee danced even harder, her lips slightly parted.
Under the light, her dazed eyes were revealed, further stirring the primal desires of the men.
“Darnell!”
Darnell was about to jump off the stage to let Bailee vent to her heart’s content when she suddenly turned around and grabbed his neck. Her fiery body pressed against him, and she began to dance with him in an intimate dance. Darnell did not dodge. He cooperated with Bailee without restraint.
The atmosphere reached its peak.
“Thank you!”
After dancing to several tunes, Bailee suddenly shouted into Darnell’s ear, “Thank you!”
She shouted with full vigor and smooth breath, then, with a smack, she kissed Darnell on the cheek. “I’m feeling better now.”
“I’m glad you’re okay.”
Darnell smiled, the prospect of getting intimate might be ruined, but he was still very happy.
Cesar was very satisfied with the atmosphere between his boss and Bailee and took out another cigarette, squatting down to light it.
However, his eyes soon sharpened because he saw a woman and two men pushing through the wildly dancing crowd to the front.
The woman was dressed in blue, tall, arrogant, and with an air of disdain for everything around her. The two men, one tall and one fat, exuded a rough and uncultured aura.
The music happened to stop, and the woman in blue approached the stage, pointing at Bailee with a domineering air.
“You, come with me, Mr. Swain wants to see you.”
Then, she pointed at Darnell. “And you, get lost!”
“Ah!”
A cigarette burned the blue-clad woman’s fair finger.