𝐅𝐈𝐋𝐓𝐇𝐘 || 𝐊.𝐓𝐇

𝟐𝟑 𖥸 𝐉𝐎𝐋𝐋𝐘 𝐑𝐀𝐍𝐂𝐇𝐄𝐑

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Chris Grey - Cold Blooded

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I don't know what I expected, but it wasn't anything remotely close to this. My mouth cracks open, stunned by the scene overtaking my view.

Red lights explode in our eyes, soaking up the hellish flame imitating Hell itself. The lights flash rapidly, sending wild shades of red, orange, and white around the massive interior. The ground is smoky; no doubt from fog machines somewhere in the building. The fog twirls up and glides against our legs like a snake full of venom and prepared to strike.

Innumerable amounts of people collide on the dance floor. Women grind themselves against men with exposed cleavages, other women stick their tongues down their partner's mouths like a succubus seizing her prey, and even some girls dance with others, groping one another in a passionate touch that declares they're more than just friends.

Men do the same. They hold their partners closely with a predatory heat in their eyes if any other man looks at what they deem to be theirs. Their women don't mind, loving the protectiveness their men possess.

The room is full of heated passion. If not for their clothing, most of these couples would be undressed and intimate by now.

Taehyung taps my shoulder, capturing my attention. He points down the last few steps, signaling for me to follow.

As we move down the black, metal stairs, the room surpasses my expectations. People make out in dark corners, some making dirty deals in secreted whispers, and others drinking away at the bar.

Taehyung leads us down the steps until we're on the ground floor. He maneuvers through the crowd and over to one of the dark, red curtains that hide a secret room on the other side. Two men come up and stop Taehyung from pulling open the curtain.

"It's Vaughn—" Taehyung is cut off by a huge, brotherly hug from a guy who was on the other side of the curtain. Taehyung and I are ripped apart from the unexpected embrace.

"Vaughn, I haven't seen you in ages!" The stranger wears a radiant smile as if he stole its brightness from the sun. He's muscular, a bit sweaty, and has red hair. "You left me with all these beauties." He chuckles when nodding toward the women who walk out behind the curtain with messy clothes.

"It's nice to see you, too, BC," Taehyung pats his back, ignoring his last statement. "I would love to catch up, but I'm in a hurry. Can you give me some—"

"Dust? I got you, man. Follow me." He turns around, leading us behind the curtain. He holds the curtain for Taehyung and me to walk under. "Oh, who's this?" The guy says, following us closely into the small space and looking at me.

"She's my girlfriend." Taehyung lies through his teeth.

"Wow, she's a doll. I can't believe I'm living to see the day when Vaughn is tied down by one woman." He laughs, turning his attention to me.

"My nickname is BC," he takes my hand and shakes it firmly. "But my name is Bang Chan." He places a quick peck on my hand and pulls away.

"Vaughn sure has it lucky. You're truly a beauty." Chan winks. "What's your name—"

"Okay, seduce my girl right in front of me why don't ya." Taehyung clicks his tongue annoyed then sits down lazily on the red sofa inside the small space. "Can you just bring it? I have to get back soon." Taehyung groans, rotating his head back and forth bored.