—Alec—
Kyu-hun smirked.
“To the club. Lesson one: you need to get out of your head and into the field. Let’s see what we’re working with.”
I blinked with shock.
“A club? As in loud music, dancing, drinking, loud people?”
“Yes, that exactly. You’re going to learn how to talk to a woman without spreadsheets, gifts, or your last name doing all the work for you.”
I sighed and rubbed the back of my neck.
“It's a terrible idea.”
“That’s what makes it perfect. C'mon, man.”
Kyu-hun meant business. One minute we were at my home, the next we were in an exclusive underground lounge tucked in the heart of Washington, my security blending into the crowd as always.
The bass thumped and dim lights flickered over a sea of bodies moving in rhythm. The air buzzed with laughter, perfume, and mischi
