C13 No one dare to ask him anything
In the high-end nightclub, neon lights flashed in sync with pulsing music. The dance floor throbbed beneath a sea of bodies—women in skimpy, dazzling dresses, men laughing and drinking like there was no tomorrow. The air reeked of perfume, whiskey, and wild energy.
But suddenly, the music cut.
The dancers froze mid-move. The DJ blinked in confusion
