Chapter 168 - Whos the man in Pastèl Club? (1/2)

It was broad daylight outside, but not inside the Pastèl Club. The club well known for the ones who need or feel an urge to enjoy their lives or get drown in their sorrows.

The people who gets in this club is either their to enjoy their lives or forget their heartfelt sorrows.

Entering the club you get strongly engulfed in darkness which lighten your mood. The people rocking the dance stage gives a sight of enjoyment while at the same time you can see people sitting in the sidelines of the bar downing the alcohol to let go their sorrows.

At this moment, the man in loose joggers paired up with a pitch black hoodie steps inside. His facial feature were quite distinct from the masses making him an eye candy to every girl present. If looked closely no one would be able to catch his real age. He looks far more younger in the attire he has come dressed up.

Though his features were sharp with a hint of formidable air, his eyes still can give anyone calmness which can't identified as dangerous or non-dangerous. No one can identify him clearly because of the hoodie he has worn on his head.

Ignoring everyone around, he swiftly walks straight to the bar, signalling the bartender to serve him, ”My preference ”.

One look and the bartender instantly understood what the man sitting in the front want. He quick gave a nod and started to prepare the shots according to the man's preference.

The previous look from the waiter can easily be assessed that the man was not new for him but the shock also revealed that he hasn't been there for quite a long time.

The man didn't bother to look at the masses around himself. He was carrying an air of indifference around him, only downing the shots one by one as if it was helping greatly in relieving the pain, he was holding inside.

While he was continuing to get drunk, a slim lady with a good curvy body couldn't resist but approach him, ”Hey! Would you like if I join you?”

”...”, the man didn't bothered with the lady who was clearly trying to get him interested in her.

The woman felt insulted when he didn't even looked at her. She challenged herself to get his attention anyhow or even get him all for herself. She can see the gazes of the other ladies around her who were continously checking out this man.

She inched closer to him and started brushing her finger over his neck and shoulders.

”Scram off”, his deadly tone was enough to make the lady forget her plans. She quickly retrieved her hand and got far away from his sight.

He again started with is former action as if there wasn't any interruptions in between.

He was about to gulp down another shot when something caught his attention. He looked at the distant where a girl was argue with a couple.