You were sitting at the bar of your father’s nightclub where only the richest and most influential went to have a good time.
As you sat at the bar with the music booming through the club, you saw some fingers tapping on the marble counter to get your attention. You turn and see a handsome guy looking at you with a charming smile, his dimples very apparent.
His leaned a little closer to you, his deep voice sounding like honey as he spoke to you. “Hey beautiful. Can I buy you a drink?”
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