𝗗𝗘𝗦𝗜𝗥𝗜𝗡𝗚 𝗛𝗘𝗥

𝘋𝘈𝘕𝘊𝘌'𝘚 𝘊𝘓𝘜𝘉 🔞

The owner of Entourage was Ruka's close friend which meant that we were escorted into the V.I.P. Room. It was much quieter which I appreciated.

"I see you found her?"

A girl asked standing to her feet.

The gentlewomen who stood before me could only be described as tall, young and pretty handsome.

I knew just by her sense of style that she was smooth as silk. A genuine ladies girl, much like Ruka . She was polished in a black suit and white shirt. With a pair of Ray ban square framed reading glasses.

"Yeah I did, Chiquita. This is the woman I've been telling you about. Her name's Pharita. Rita, this is Chiquita. She's the owner, and my best friend."

I wonder what she told her about me.

"Congratulations." I smiled.

"Thank you." She said appreciatively.

"She's definitely too good for you."

Chiquita chuckled looking me up and down.

"Shut the fuck up."

Ruka said offended by what she knew was a joke. Chiquita held out her hand and I shook it politely.

"Cut the shit."

Ruka said to Chiquita who was groping my hand entirely too long.

"She's a flirt." Ruka whispered in my ear.

"I heard that." Chiquita chuckled.

A short, thin woman made her way to her side. She looked like a model dressed in a black Roberto Cavalli dress. She had smooth korean pale skin and a long black hair.

"This is my fiancé Ahyeon."

"Nice to meet you." I greeted.

"You too." she smiled.

"So, what do y'all think of the club?"

Chiquita asked as we all took a seat.

"Impressive." Ruka remarked. "Even more impressive than your other five clubs." She joked picking fun at Chiquita's successes.

"Thank you."

Chiquita said genuinely despite Ruka's sarcasm

"So, Pharita, You must be an incredible woman if you can keep this person occupied for more than two seconds."

Ruka flipped her the bird and everyone laughed.

We made a small talk before Chiquita popped open a gold bottle of champagne.

She aimed the bottle toward us spraying both Ruka and I and everyone surrounding us.

"What the fuck!" Ruka fumed when she got sprayed. "You fucking asshole! Count your blessings it's your fucking opening."

"What the fuck would you have done if it weren't?"

Ruka chuckled popping open another bottle after the first had been rationed out.

One of her friends made a heartfelt toast and the champagne continued to flow.

When the music got louder the crowd took that as a queue to grind on each other.

"Let's get you fucking drunk and then on the dance floor."

Ruka said handing me a second glass.
I shook my head.

"I am not dancing not in these shoes, drunk or not."

"Baby, I'll bet all the money in my wallet that by the end of the night you're going to be on the dance floor whether you're wearing shoes or not."