There was a long silence, it began to look as if they were in a romantic scene of a movie.
Ken quietly removed his hands in haste, as she also did.
"I-I'm so sorry" the lady apologized with a soft voice that could melt the average man's heart.
"O-Oh no… you can go ahead" Ken exclaimed shyly.
The lady then pressed the top floor button as the elevator began to move once again. There was an awkward silence between the two of them, Ken knew he had to say something or he might just choke in the silence.
"So-Um… are you also going to the club?" He asked as he turned to face her. However, she didn't answer him immediately. 'Okay…' Ken thought, 'Is she just ignoring me? Or should I try again?' But before he could spill another word from his mouth…
"It seems we are going the same way… isn't it?" The lady said softly as she rolled her eyes, giving the vibe that she didn't really want to be here. "O-Oh yeah… guess you can say that" Ken proclaimed. "So… is this your first time here?" He asked once again.
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However, before she could answer him, the elevator came to a halt and the door opened. The lady first stepped out of the elevator without saying a word, as Ken followed after. 'She didn't say anything…huh' Ken thought. 'Come to think of it, the club doesn't open till the next few hours. So if she is here by this time does that mean…' Ken shook his head in disagreement.
'That's not possible, I have never seen her before' He had a thought assuming she was also working at the club.
The lady walked in front of him as she went ahead for a door across the hallway. All Ken could see at this moment, was how her butt was moving left to right. His eyes were stuck on them throughout their way to the club's door.
'Damn… What a nice view. Any man will surely want this.' After thinking this, he licked his lips like one who was savouring a meal.
The lady butt was bigger compared to her boobs. However, it wasn't all that bad. Her ass was a G-cup. It was possible, that if one was to place a cup on it, the cup would surely stand firmly without any sign of falling.
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They both arrived at the door without talking to each other. However, at this time she gave way for Ken, so he could be the one to open the door this time.
'Is she trying to avoid us clashing hands like last time?' Ken thought as he smiled a bit before opening the door.
As the door opened, they entered a room which didn't look like any normal place that one would think.
This place was a hotel, so all the spaces should have rooms. However, that wasn't the case here. From the outside one will think that it was just another normal hotel room. But this place had the structure art of a professional club.
The club was empty, no one was inside. The only thing they could see, Was the dim light that cast shadows across the room with an occasional burst of colorful, flashing lights reflecting off the glossy floors and mirrored walls.
The chairs and tables were neatly arranged, their metallic surfaces gleaming faintly under the glow of scattered neon lights. The bar area stood out. The backlit with vibrant LED hues like electric deep red.
The rows of bottles behind the counter were arranged with precision, while high stools stood up in front. The tied stand of the bar area illuminated neon lights, which made the area more comfortable to stay.
The absence of people made every sound echo faintly from the hum of the cooling system to the soft flicker of LED light. The space felt suspended in time, awaiting the energy of the night.
Ken walked in and had a feeling of relief, like he had gotten home. Although this wasn't his real home, it was the place where he witnessed all sorts of drama and fun activities if he wasn't in school.
His real home was more like the dead zone. It was boring as fuck. With his siblings making all the noise in the world.
However, this club was more of his place to feel peace of mind from all that was going on in his home. One couldn't really say that this was a place of having peace of mind, when there was to be loud music playing in a couple of hours.
Ken immediately went to the bar area, and took off his jacket. It was the same leather jacket he was wearing when he wanted to commit suicide.
Even though he was just working as a mere bartender, he still had to look the part, because this was a high class club in a five star hostel.
This place was well known in the city of Westview. It was home to many celebrities and idols, as they all show after their work hours. The club was rumored that the owner had already bought the apartment for the club, as well as the whole hotel building.
However, that wasn't much of Ken's concern. He knew that he had the job to work here. It wasn't very easy for him to get it because he was a college student, however he had a friend who had a connection with the manager of the club.
After taking off his jacket, he reached for an apron, which he took from a closet beneath the tied table stand. As it passed through his head down, he noticed that the young lady was nowhere to be found.
"What… Where did she go?" He said with a puzzled expression. He left the bar area in search of her. "She was just here a moment ago, where would she have gone too?-Except…" Ken looked at a door which was at one side of the corner. It was the manager's office, or rather as it is known The Place where the packages are counted.
The package was the term used to describe the load of money that the club made each night. And the place was limited to only a certain few. It was not anyone who could enter. Even those who were an employee like Ken. 'But what is she doing there…?' He questioned himself.
As Ken made his way to the door, which he knew he wasn't supposed to be there, but his curiosity had the best of him. If a random lady could just enter in without even being an employee, why can't he also enter. Or so he thought.
As he reached the door handle, the door opened by itself. Knowing that this was not his doing and it was the person inside, he moved quickly to one of the tables and acted as if he was cleaning it before whoever was inside could come out.
He pretended as if he was doing a cleaning, but his eye was placed right at the door.
A man then came out with a lady. The man was 6'7 which was higher than Ken who was 6'3. The man was wearing an armless top with a black jean. He had the body of a pro wrestler. His muscles were well shaped as it fit his intimidating look.
The lady who was beside him was the lady who followed Ken into the club earlier. Before Ken could think of anything, the man spoke to him.
"Oh… you are here also Ken" The man said with a deep voice as Ken responded with a nod. "That's great, I would like you to meet our new employee… Vivian."
Ken's face lit up as he heard the name come out of the man's mouth, he thought. 'Wow—Vivian… What a pretty name.'