Chapter 281 - Rules of the Club (1/2)

Maxen ended the call and hid his phone in his b.r.e.a.s.t pocket. His mind ran amok, visualizing a thousand scenarios in his head.

Little did he know, none of it would happen once he arrived at the The Distillery.

The drive to Maxen's past was quicker than he thought, or he was too preoccupied that he didn't notice the snail-paced traffic that he passed by.

Just like the old times, his car parked in the bas.e.m.e.nt, and he entered the building undetected by other souls.

Knowing where exactly to find his wife, Maxen pressed the 'D' button and held his breath as the elevator lifted off the ground.

Soon, the double steel doors opened, and Maxen was brought back in time.

The place used to be Maxen's playground. But after meeting Olivia, and that fight they had because of Fiona, Maxen left his philandering ways behind as if it never happened.

The feeling came in naturally to Maxen. He didn't feel reminiscent of it, nor did he look forward to coming back. Somehow, he felt content spending his free time with Olivia.

It never crossed his mind that the person who kept him away from that place would also be the one to bring him back.

Scanning the room, he nodded at how well kept the place was. To his right was the floor to ceiling window which was now heavily dr.a.p.ed with a curtain. Soft amber hues from the hanging chandelier lit the room, giving one a warm feeling.

On the other end of the room was a rectangular stage with three poles evenly spaced out from each other, and right below that stage were bar stools for patrons to sit at. At that moment, two dancers were swaying their h.i.p.s, feeling the rhythm of the sensual music.

Walking to the bar, Maxen helped himself with a drink while waiting for Olivia. He thought she must be in the loo doing her thing. Grabbing a top-shelf bourbon, he filled his glass with two digits.

The song soon faded, and slow piano notes echoed in the room, playing Sofia Karlberg's rendition of Crazy In Love.

~Uh oh, uh oh, uh oh, oh, no, no

Uh oh, uh oh, uh oh, oh, no, no~

”F.u.c.k me,” Maxen uttered. He swallowed hard, his Adam's apple painfully bobbed up and down.

Up on stage, Olivia let the music take control of her soul, moving every inch of her body to notes of the songs. With one hand on the pole, she spun around, her other arm stretched in a wingspan as she did.

Slowly coming to a halt, she dropped Maxen's uniform on the floor, kicking it towards the edge of the stage.

Never breaking their eye contact, Maxen's foot had a mind of its own, dragging him to the stage to get a front seat viewing of his wife.

Leaning on the scallop backrest of the bar stop, Maxen crossed his arms over his c.h.e.s.t to keep himself from combusting.

He felt his pants tighten as his nether regions hardened, demanding to be set free: STAT.

It didn't matter that there were two other girls dancing on each side of his wife. His eyes were focused on Olivia, and her alone.

With Olivia's every movement, her green lingerie adorned with diamonds winked and sparkled as light reflected on it.

~Got me looking so crazy right now, your love's