𝑬𝑵𝑺𝑵𝑨𝑹𝑬𝑫 | JUNGKOOK

3. Attention

Alba's POV

You pushed through the heavy door, the soft click of its closure marking your entry into the dimly lit expanse of the VIP lounge. The sudden hush of richness enveloped you, the plush carpet muting your footsteps as you ventured further in. The murmurs of conversation greeted you with soft music playing in the background. Your gaze swept over the occupiers, a group whose presence seemed to command the very air of the room.

The first man your eyes meet is intellectually commanding, with piercing eyes that seem to see through you and an alertness beneath a sharp brow. He is wearing a sleek black turtleneck paired with tailored dark trousers and a luxurious blazer. A platinum watch glints on his wrist, complementing his polished yet understated appearance. His presence makes you feel scrutinized but also comforted. 

Next to him, a man with luscious dark long hair sits engrossed in his phone, seemingly out of place in the lively atmosphere. He is wearing a fitted, deep blue Henley shirt with the sleeves casually rolled up, Dark jeans and Nike dunk low B&W sneakers complete his look, giving him an air of quiet intensity that make him seem like he is at work.

Across from him, two others are engaged in a lively discussion, creating a relaxed atmosphere. One had a warm, open expression. He's dressed in a stylish bomber jacket over a crisp white tee and slim-fit chinos, casual yet chic, while the other exuded confidence with his handsome features, wearing a fitted leather jacket and dark jeans. Their conversation is a mix of business strategies and playful teasing, making you feel included in their world.

Your attention was then drawn to the dance floor, where a man with dirty blonde hair dances with grace, wearing a  white button up shirt, unbuttoned just enough to hint at his toned physique, and comfortable trousers with heeled Chelsea boots swaying with his movements attracting girls with his fluid movements. His energy is infectious, making you feel a mix of excitement and apprehension. Girls flutter around him, each vying for a touch or glance from him. His dance is captivating, leaving onlookers entranced and leaving a lasting impression.

But then there was the one whose gaze you felt before you even saw him. His intense doe eyes locked onto you the moment you entered. His presence was the most commanding, and his eyes were dark and piercing. A small, silver hoop earring glinted from his right ear, and a subtle, yet striking lip ring adorned the right corner of his mouth. He was wearing a fitted, dark cashmere sweater that highlighted his bulky muscles, paired with perfectly tailored trousers completing his look by a pair of sleek leather shoes. You felt a jolt of unfamiliar desire and unease as your eyes met.

He was seated with another man who had a girl on either side. The man beside him had a friendly smile, which contrasted sharply with the stern expression of the one who held your gaze. He wore a sharp navy blazer over a casual tee and jeans, looking effortlessly stylish. Their brooding silhouettes, framed by the attentions of women drawn to their irresistible pull, presented an image of untouchable dominance.

You watched the beauty of the men you are about to encounter, who are beautiful but whose aura screams danger.

You quickly cleared your throat to introduce your presence, your voice wavering slightly.

"Good evening, gentlemen," you said, keeping your voice a harmonious blend of warmth and poise.

"I will be your waitress for the night."

Their eyes turned to you, and they paused, feeling the outsider encroaching on their private world as you stood under their collective gaze.

"Ah, finally," a deep voice cut through the murmur of conversation.

"Our waitress has arrived."

"Hello." The first man you saw as you entered greeted you.

"Come in," his voice deep but smooth, seemed to roll effortlessly off his tongue. The girl on his lap giggled, her fingers dancing along the lapel of his jacket in a possessive caress. Yet he remained focused on you, his sharp eyes cutting through your façade.