The nightclub pulsed like the beating heart of the city, alive with electricity long after the rest of the world had surrendered to sleep. Neon lights bled across the walls in waves of crimson, violet, and sapphire, painting every face with shifting colors that hid secrets and revealed desires. The bass from the speakers thundered through the floor, rising into every bone until it was impossible to tell whether the music was playing around you or inside you.
Oversized, plush leather chairs were seated in sets of four, each surrounding a round glass table, scattered around the club. Beside each round table stood a beautiful waitress, wearing a stunning black, short, and body-hugging gown with matching high heels that showed their shaking buttocks as they cat-walked to take orders.
