Chapter 30 : Upon Closed Eyes

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Small chatters were around in a dark lit entertainment industry. The glass of alcohol and none would clash together in cheers but even some of the most unassuming night club- there would reside a significant sponsor. As each sector has its own gangs and such, though none were brave enough to make a fool of themselves when they knew who the sponsor of this certain club was.

It was months ago at the club, at the less ear-splitting part of the establishment- there was a man in a jet black business suit sipping his own special kind of drink the bartender had brewed. Though he was not here for the fun of it, he was definitely there to see the beauty. One that had caught his eyes- as a matter of fact mere hours ago.

The woman was out on her way to this club and the man knew at what time she would be entering for her nightly job since he already read her document. Now for the reasons why he's here, it's for the dirty little secret this place has to offer. The man has been there ever since and had been staying there late enough to take notice of something interesting. At the bar at a certain time of the night, the ladies would be brought out and walk about the stage as if they were courtesans. Either it was to get more men for the money or the powder, he wouldn't know just yet.

The ticking sound of the clock was the only noticeable thing brought to his mind as he waited for the show to start. Once the metal point had struck 3 o'clock, the atmosphere had changed to one of the high class spectacles. The man snickered a grin, thinking it was definitely to get more men into their bar. The courtesans begin to spread around clinging to whoever catches their eyes like a disease. Doing business with these people would surely prove worthwhile in the long run. As he sat there accompanied with his thoughts, a beautiful woman with her hair the length of her waist had made her way to the men.

"Mind if I sit beside you, customer?" she asked, her voice sounding so serene that a person would definitely be caught in mere seconds. The men hadn't the chance to answer before the woman had already sat next to him- putting a hair strand away from her beautiful face, showing off her marvellous blue eyes. He follows her gaze from the table in front until it landed at his own strikingly red eyes- such contrast.

The men sat there staring at her, something about the woman was reminiscent but he couldn't tell why or what. "Liking the view?" the woman asked, it sounded more taunting. The man tilted his head, scanning for something he thought the woman may provide for. "I should have expected that the owner of such courtesans would be so gorgeous." he hummed.

The woman chuckled in response "And you're quite the flatterer yourself." being the owner, surely comes with a privilege and that men must have been tailing her for the easy way into underworld business. The woman, of course knew about this kind of men.
She's not your typical girl- not a normal civilian would be a better fit. Even though this was one of the rarest times the woman would show her face to her workers environment, the men before her had already guessed who she was.

And he's the kind of man who doesn't seem to worry about the price of her knowledge in the slightest. This ought to give her some delight, for herself and her girls of course. She may have been the owner now but it was thanks to the old woman who had let her inherit this place with knowing full well of her own age.

They were starting to get a decent living situation now too that the war had ended with the victory of Mantle, now renowned as Kingdom of Atlas alongside the Kingdom of New Vacuo. Since the war had finally stopped, men outside and within Atlas had been looking for ways to finally enjoy themselves when they had gotten their long deserved free time.

This man in front of her would be no different. The woman thought as she scans the men's facial features. He is most likely tall but she couldn't tell when he's still sitting, judging from his wear- he's a man of wealth. Which is perfect since the both of them could run their business together or individually. Alas, that depends on whether he's trustworthy.

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