As Lilith entered the clubhouse, she was greeted by a loud sound of music, which prompted her to frown.
The music was so loud that it was a noise to the ear of Lilith.
As she walked further deep into the clubhouse, she shifted her gaze towards her right and there she saw a man who seemed to be in his fifties. Beneath the clothing he had on, he had a large stomach.
Four ladies surrounded the man and some massaged the man's chest while others focused on massaging his thighs and head.
Lilith arched her brows as she stared at them. It was almost the same thing she had seen in her dream.
She glanced at the barman as she passed the clubhouse bar. She recognised him as the same man from her dream.
"How absurd!" Lilith shook her head indifferently, brooding within herself.
