Nathan found himself at an exclusive club where only the most elite had access to. By now, he already understood that Lucien was a spoiled rich boy who threw money around like it meant nothing, flirting shamelessly with anything that caught his eye. Not just Rosie.
Or at least that was what he tried to tell himself.
Nathan had not changed, but Yulan had changed into a pink little dress that clung to her frame and made her the star of the night. Under the dim club lights, she glowed, effortlessly drawing attention.
She easily took control of the night by choosing a private booth draped in golden lights. Somehow, Nathan found himself sitting beside her instead of Rosie, who now sat beside Lucien.
Lucien laughed and clapped his hands together. “I’m glad we’re all here, folks! How about so
