The music blared in the bar, but it was no match for the provocative outfits of the men and women swaying wildly to the pounding beat on the dance floor.
In a dimly lit corner, Danny, dressed in a black-and-white casual outfit, was catching the eye of one stunning woman after another.
Each approached him with drinks in hand, only to leave disappointed.
Tonight, the notorious playboy seemed uninterested.
A friend returned from the dance floor with a girl in mini-shorts draped over his arm, only to find Danny still brooding in the VIP booth. His eyes widened in shock.
"What the hell are you still doing here?" he asked, glancing around. The lingering women nearby immediately sent sultry glances their way. He then leaned closer, teasing, "What's up? Decided to play the brooding prince ton
