Chapter 9: Lone wolf
Arissa sighed as she stood in front of a clubhouse. This is the third one in a row and that was because Jocelyn did not approve of the guys she sent to her in pictures after some secret snaps.
Arissa walked in and looked around the clubhouse and damn, it was elegant and classic, highly different from the previous two she first visited.
Different bodies swirled their hips around in front of the opposite sex while some were with the same sex. A guy with a lady winked at her which she replied to with a stiff smile before clenching her purse more. She wants to get to the bar counter but it is a little difficult because of the bodies on the dance floor.
The bar can be said to be dark if not for the red and dim blue light that is displayed in turns.
It was tricky not to notice Arissa because she was in a bold red mini-dress that had both sides of the waist fabric stylishly cut out and showing off her clear slender waist.
Her hair was bed wet and styled with a moderate amount of bold makeup and striking red lips. In all, she looks bold and seductive.
Her black heels confidently clicked on the floor of the clubhouse and after a few more steps, she got to the bar stand area and sat on a stool there.
She kept her purse protectively on the countertop before breathing out. The bar section looks different because it is more clear and everyone around is lost having open sex.
She swallowed as she watched how two partners have rough sex on the couch ruthlessly naked without a care for the world. This club is different.