Ash sat straddled on the plush leather seat of the dimly lit VIP section of the club, his posture relaxed yet commanding.
He wore a fitted black shirt that accentuated his toned physique, the fabric hinting at a modest glow under the neon lights.
The shirt was partially unbuttoned, revealing a glimpse of his sculpted chest, a hint of masculinity softened by a sense of effortless style.
The spotlight from the dance floor gleamed off his green deep eyes, adding an impenetrable charm to his handsome features.
As the music throbbed in the background, Ash raised the bottle of alcohol to his lips, taking a slow, deliberate sip. The scent of the liquor mixed with his cologne, creating an intoxicated atmosphere around him.
His gaze was fixed on the group of girls dancing in front of him, the
