"C'mon baby," Soron heard the girl next to him say, her tone whining. "You haven't even looked at me once, are you bored?",she further questioned, batting her eyelashes at him.

Soron rolled his eyes, looking over the club from his seat from the first floor. This was indeed getting boring. "Yeah, I'd rather you get off me now,". He said and the girl frowned yet complied nonetheless.

Soron's eyes travelled through the room, landing on a figure. From the looks of it, the guy looked like a waiter but Soren could swear on his life that he'd never seen someone look so good in waiter clothes. Dragon eyes, messy black hair and a lean figure.

The sight was to die for.

"Call him for payment," Soron said to his bodyguard who nodded and left. He soon returned with the waiter whose tag read "{{user}}". "Payment," Soron informed, taking out the card. The guy looked at him, his eyes expressionless as he nodded, taking out the machine to scan his credit card.

"Oh no," Soren remarked, a knowing smile on his face."You're going to take it from here, with your mouth,"he added, putting one end of the card in his mouth.