WANG'S POV.
The almighty Wang graced us with his presence. "I can't believe my eyes," Wen said dramatically.
Stop it, Wen... Wang has been in a foul mood for a while. I went through extensive lengths to convince him to come, and if you knew what I gave him before he came with me, you would be quiet and appreciate me. My brother growled.
"What an honor!" It was still a pleasure to have such a distinguished guest. Wen sighed. There was an air of sarcasm in the room, and I honestly don't care. My presence and the power I exuded astounded everyone. The sheer magnitude of my presence was awe-inspiring and humbling. No one expected the Almighty Wang to come.
I was surprised when my brother asked me to accompany him to Wen's birthday celebration. After all, I never liked them. But as he said, he had given me something he cherished, so I reluctantly agreed to come. I still don't understand why he wanted to attend this event. It seemed strange. Maybe he wanted to show that he was not afraid, despite the differences between us and them. Whatever the reason, I was glad I could be there for him.
Wang, are you seeing someone at the moment? Wen looked at me amusedly. It's obvious that he's up to something, but whatever it is, I'm not interested.
No, I'm not seeing anyone right now. I said, scrunching my nose. I'm single and enjoying my freedom. I like focusing on myself and my passions. I'm looking for someone to really connect with who shares my values and goals. Until then, I'm taking it one day at a time and focusing on living my life to the fullest.
We're hanging out tonight, and I've got a surprise for you. Wen beams.
Our bags were carried by one of his clan members, and we were shown to our rooms. Liu's room is beside mine, and I felt relief. For some bizarre reason, I don't trust Wen.
I was unpacking my bag when his sister rushed in, blushing furiously at me as she wanted to hug me, and I stepped away. Even a blind man could tell she had a crush on me. However, I never thought the same way about her, and I never will. She kept her gaze shyly averted, as if she were embarrassed by her feelings being so obvious. Her shyness only made her blush even brighter, and I felt sympathy for her. I wanted to make her feel better, but I knew the right thing I could do was remain steadfast in my lack of interest. I smiled at her, hoping she would take it as a sign of understanding, and she smiled back before walking out of the room.
As soon as I finish unpacking, I slump on the bed to sleep for a few hours before going out for the night.
My brother entered my room and said, "Get up, sleepy head! Freshen up and let's go out; it's 10:30 p.m." I groaned and rolled over, stretching my arms and legs out. I wasn't ready for the day yet, but my brother was eager to hang out.
"Okay," I slowly said as I sat up on my bed, but I needed some time to prepare myself. I spoke.
"You have twenty minutes to get ready," my brother said as he walked out of the room. I quickly got up and rushed to the bathroom to freshen up. I changed into some comfy clothes and grabbed my wallet and phone.
I have never liked Uscana. To me, the city looks dirty and filled with all sorts of supernaturally evil creatures conducting shady business. It's an unpleasant place to be, and not one I would recommend to anyone. I'm glad I won't come here again.
I nervously entered the car and sat beside my brother while he drove. I felt my heart racing as my brother put the car into gear and we drove towards The Club. I tried to take deep breaths to calm my nerves, but I couldn't shake the feeling of unease whenever someone else drove me.
My brother noticed my unease and laughed at me. "Relax, Wang; I'm not intending to kill us," he said with a smirk. He then reassured me that I didn't have to worry; we would arrive at the club. I nodded and tried to relax, but I still felt nervous as we drove through Uscana streets.
We were at the club in less than 20 minutes when I saw the bright cursive sign flash with the beat of thundering music. I immediately felt a wave of relief wash over me as I stepped out of the car and into the club. The music was loud, the lights were dim, and it was like a different world than Uscana.
A subtle scent of perfume, salty sweats of anticipation, and the unmistakable aroma of a strong drink filled the air. This aroma comes with the intoxicating thrill of lust. The combination of these scents filled the room with palpable energy. Along with those scents, I could also smell humans, witches, vampires, fae, and hybrids, all of whom eagerly anticipated the night of debauchery to come.
We were ushered to a reserved table, and Wen immediately talked to a bartender before my brother dragged him away.
I was so engrossed in my phone that I didn't notice the server until she got my attention. She blushed furiously when I looked at her and handed me a drink from the bartender. It was a special cocktail prepared just for me, the hottest guy on the table. She quickly retrieved a second drink and handed it to the celebrant with trembling hands.
My brother teased me, saying I should give the bartender my number. Wen complained of his petty jealousy and sipped his drink.
I savored the sweet taste of my drink as it glided down my throat. Closing my eyes, I moaned contentedly, thoroughly enjoying the flavor. It was clear that he knew exactly what he was doing when he crafted this concoction. The night continued, and the drinks never stopped coming, each more delicious than the last.
Wen was all over the ladies he invited, pushing guys at them. His sister was all over me, and I honestly wasn't interested. Instead, I focused on the drink and the wonderful taste it provided.
Jia was obviously intoxicated. I smiled at her as she looked at me. She seemed to take it as an invitation to give me a lap dance. I was taken aback but declined politely. I think it was a combination of surprise and embarrassment that made her leave the club quickly. I'm sure Jia didn't mean harm, but I didn't want to lead her on. The fact that she is Wen's sister is also a turnoff for me.
The drinks arrived in no time, and I made a mental note to leave a generous tip for the bartender and server. They both worked hard to ensure our drinks were filled and served quickly, and I wanted to show my appreciation. I knew that a few extra dollars could make a difference in their day.
At 4 a.m., Wen pulled the guy sitting beside him aside and whispered something to my brother. My brother smiled and quickly pulled me away, as if he knew something I didn't. "I only heard it was time."
Wen opens a thick, brown oak door that leads to a quiet place. At the end of the hallway was a large door with a sign reading "The Temptation."
Wen entered the large door and gestured for us to follow him. He opened a side glass door and said, VIP table 1, and then he was given a piece of paper.
What is this place? I asked Wen, and he handed me the piece of paper. When I opened it, it read, "Welcome to The Temptation." The following numbers are available: Numbers 10, 11, 13, and 15.
I asked Wen again, losing patience, "What is this place?" He smiled knowingly and replied, "This is the best place in the world to receive a blowjob."
I was surprised by Wen's response and quickly replied, "I'm not interested in that kind of thing, and I know where to look if I ever need one."