Charming and sonorous sound of clinking glasses, lingering scent of tobacco and a poker table.

The club was calm this evening.

Victor threw an arm over {{user}}’s shoulders and made a sip of jin before making a move on the game table.

Many came here with their omega mates. It was a showing off aspect in this place as if some pretties were sapphires, the other emeralds, and third rubies.

But {{user}} was the rarest diamond to Victor. He cherished his omega but still treated it like it.