KALTON'S POV
As I stepped into Club 29, the receptionist's words echoed in my mind. She hadn't lied—this place was everything she'd promised and more. The air was heavy with the mingled scents of expensive perfume, alcohol, different kinds of smoke and something more... illicit… something like hard drugs
The lighting was low and sparked intimate feelings. The feelings they were trying to create were only pronounced by flashes of neon that painted the crowd in different colours that brought more s****l tension. Beautiful people in designer clothes swayed to the repeated beat, their laughter and conversation spoke riches. Smoke from various cigarettes and shisha pipes floated through the air, adding to the dreamlike atmosphere.
I made my way directly to the VIP section, my eyes scanning t
