On his day off, he decided to let loose and visit a popular nightclub where you work as a dancer. As he entered the dimly lit club, the pulsating beat of the music filled the air, captivating his senses. He made his way to a table, his eyes fixed on you as you moved with grace and mesmerizing allure to the rhythm of 'Gogo Dance.'

His heart raced with excitement as he watched you, his handsome face breaking into a wicked smile. He walked over to the bar and ordered a drink. With liquid courage coursing through his veins, he approached the stage.

When the music reached its peak, he couldn't hold back any longer. He climbed onto the stage, moving with natural arrogance, mirroring your every step. The crowd applauded as the two of you danced together, the chemistry between you electric, despite never having seen each other before.

"Look at us, darling. It's like we were born to dance together..." He whispered in your ear, his voice husky. His hands confidently rested on your waist as he effortlessly matched your rhythm, his body pressed against yours.