"Roxy?"
"Yesss! please!" Helena, My best friend, screams in delight. "I promise to meet him there!"
"Why would the youngest daughter of the Prime minister want to meet a random stranger in a nightclub?"
"Because Nightclub is a part of my lifestyle, you know? I'm a model! Why did you bring my dad's job?? It has no relation! And the guy might be the prince! Who knows!"
"You can just ask your dad?"
"My dad doesn't know about him?? To be honest, None of the ministry knows what Arthur looks like. Only his family and the Minister of Economics knows the face of Arthur because he is the king's brother!"
"What if he's not the prince?"
"Nevermind! If he's hot I'll make him mine."
I chuckled at her answer. Helena is always in a rush especially when it comes to men. She easily gets a boyfriend and easily loses one. This year, She expects herself to have a serious relationship because she's tired of playing around. But I don't really trust her about that.
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Loud music echoing around the club. I pour my alcohol into my glass. "Hei, It's boring just the two of us in this room."
"Just go hit the dance floor. I'll stay here," I was gulping down the liquor in my glass.
"Really? Okay! I'll check the crowd first…" Max stood up and walked to the balcony of our VIP room. Since I was bored, I came along and stood right next to him.
"Wow it's packed," I said while clicking the ice cubes inside my glass.
"Tsk–How am I supposed to–Oh?"
"What?"
"Isn't that Helen? Your in-law?"
"Oh? Right…I don't know she's here?"
"Tch–nice!" I turned to Max and he looked excited. "I finally had a reason to hit the dance floor! Bye!"
I looked at him in disbelief but couldn't stop Max either. It wasn't a secret for me that He has a crush on my sister's sister-in- law, Helena.
She works as a model for many big names in fashion. Everything she wears can be a trend among girls. She is definitely Max's favorite type but I'm not sure if the adoration is equal for him.
I saw Helena dancing happily downstairs. I thought she was with someone else but I couldn't see it. I huffed in boredom and was about to drink my liquor until some people moved and the dance floor looked less crowded than before. Right at that time, something caught my eyes; Gwen was there with Helena.
"They're….friends?" What kind of plot twist is this? I totally didn't expect that Helena befriended Gwen.
I truly didn't expect to see her here. I guess I don't have any choice but to hit the dance floor, Do I?
I took out my phone and called Max, "What's up?"
"May I ask for your help?"
"I was about to dance, bastard."
"You can do it from the dance floor."
"What is it?"
"Bring Helena further away from her friend."
"Friend? Wait–she came with someone?"
"Yep…took her away."
"Why??"
"Because her friend is mine," I ended the phone call with a smirk plastered on my face. I gulped down my drink until the last drop. I think it's time to hit the dance floor.
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"Woohooo~!" Helena screamed in excitement while she and Gwen were hitting the dance floor. She failed to meet up with her date from Tinder because they caught him making-out with another girl before entering the nightclub.
Coming here is not a new thing for Gwen. She often comes to the club on weekends with Helena whenever She's free, and once she finishes with her shift at the cafe.
They often come there to drink or just let their frustration out by dancing together on the dance floor just like tonight.
"Holy shit~" In the midst of it, Helena stopped dancing when her eyes caught a 185cm tall figure entering the crowd while jamming to the music. Just like a magnet, that tall guy doesn't need to do much for girls to quickly swarm around him.
He stands out so much among the crowds and seeing the girls dancing around him trigger the competitive spirit inside her. She wants him to dance with her only.
Being lured by that guy's charm, Helena slowly moved away from Gwen who did not realize what was happening.
Helena walked among the crowds toward that guy. Her eyes only locked to him until his eyes met hers and he moved his hands, signaling her to come closer.
Meanwhile Gwen danced energetically. She turned around and realized that Helena was not around her, "Helen?" She turned around, here and there, to look for Helena. But the moving crowds made it harder for her to locate where Helena is.
Gwen decided to move to the side of the dance floor. But before she could come out of it, some random guys blocked and pulled her to dance with them. She tried to refuse it but they were too strong.
"Fuck off!" She shouted while trying to shove them off but then they got taken aback by something behind her so those random guys slowly walked backwards and disappeared from her sight. "Huh?"
"Are you okay?!"
Gwen turned around and she was surprised to see her favorite guy suddenly came out of nowhere, "Y-You–"
"What did you do here?!" Zach shouted due to the loud sound in the club.
"I was looking for my friend! We were dancing together at first, but then–Ack!" Someone accidentally pushed Gwen but luckily, Zach quickly caught her.
Right when she landed on his arms, The music and atmosphere inside the club suddenly changed, from noisy to slow-mo music; Bruno Mars's Leave The Door Open suddenly playing out of nowhere.
"What the hell is this…" Gwen muttered under her breath but still moved herself out of Zach's arms.
"Oh? That he is…"
Gwen looked up to Zach who is much taller than her, "W-Who?"
"My cousin. I was looking for him too. He was there, dancing with someone….looking too…intimately."
Gwen quickly turned to the side where Zach was staring without realizing that the man was silently glancing at her and holding back his laugh because his plan was a success.