Falling for the Goddess

Bringing Her to the Club

Meise, the largest entertainment club in North Capital, offers everything from casual relaxation to drinks and business negotiations. Adrian Blake and his friends, tired of chaotic venues, decided to invest in the club together, both to have a private gathering spot and to earn a bit of extra income.

The staff at the entrance recognized Adrian Blake instantly and hurried forward to lead the three of them upstairs.

"We can manage on our own. Go tend to the other guests," Adrian Blake instructed.

"Understood, Mr. Blake."

Just as they reached the third floor, Adrian Blake's phone rang - it was his assistant, Charlie Scott, calling about work.

"You two go ahead," Adrian Blake said to Sara Hart and Kyle Thorne.

Familiar with the place, Kyle Thorne nodded and led Sara Hart toward Room 308.

At the end of the hallway, a woman with wavy brown hair in a body-hugging skirt paused to glance in their direction.

"Lisa, what are you looking at?" her friend asked.

"Oh, it's nothing. I think I mistook someone," she replied with a smile.

"Let's hurry inside then."

"Alright, I'm coming."

Walking beside Sara, Kyle Thorne explained, "This club is one of my brother's investments. Feel free to order whatever you want - no need to be polite."

"Alright," Sara Hart agreed with a small smile, accepting his kindness without pretense.

Kyle Thorne pushed open the door to the private room, with Sara Hart following a step behind.

"You finally made it—"

The voice suddenly cut off as Sara Hart entered, feeling several pairs of eyes fix on her all at once.

"Is this your new girl? She's stunning!" exclaimed one of the men.

"If you can't keep your mouth shut, just zip it!" Kyle Thorne shot back, glancing nervously toward the door. If Adrian Blake overheard that, he'd be in trouble.

The one who had spoken was Xavier Graves, the cousin of Lucas Graves, who, like Kyle Thorne, was more focused on fun than work. Turning to Sara Hart, Kyle Thorne apologized, "S-sorry about that. Don't mind him; he's always talking nonsense."

"It's okay," Sara Hart replied calmly, offering a faint smile.

"Aren't you going to introduce her?" Xavier Graves asked, his gaze lingering on Sara Hart. She was wearing a white asymmetric shirtdress, her long black hair half-pinned up, with no extra adornments. Her expression was cool and serene, and the chandelier's light cast a soft glow over her, making her appear ethereal.

Her clean, pure aura seemed out of place in the club's gaudy setting, yet it only made her more intriguing.

Xavier Graves felt his heart pound in his chest - Sara Hart was exactly his type.

Kyle Thorne greeted the men first. "Hello Lucas, Xavier"

Eric Thorne nodded, raising an eyebrow as he assessed Sara Hart. He hadn't expected Adrian Blake to bring her here. Sara Hart was clearly different from the women who usually tried to catch their attention - she wasn't dressed to impress, and her demeanor was casual and sincere, like a breath of fresh air.

Noah Ashford felt the same. He hadn't met Sara Hart in person before, but his first impression was clear: this was Adrian Blake's wife.

Tapping a finger on the marble tabletop, Noah Ashford was both surprised and amused.