Chapter 1

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Twelve Midnight.
Nunew stares at his cellphone. There's no single text message or a phone call. The familiar feeling of emptiness filled his gut as he stared at the screen. Swallowing past a dry throat, he forced himself to put the phone back on his pocket.
He look at the mirror once again. A sparkling big doe eyes and a sweaty beautiful young man was staring back at him. The heat from the dance floor made his skin flush and the strands of his long blonde hair clung to his neck. His already tight red leather sleeveless top looks even tighter because of sweat. It hugs every inch of his well toned upper body. His eyeliner a little too smudge but it only added effect to his come-hither look.

"Excuse me." A middle age man gave him a small smile after it reach the faucet to wash his hands.
He avoided the stares of the men who just entered the restroom and expertly glided out of the said place.
But before he completely leave the restroom, his phone rang and vibrated. His heart beat faster but slow down immediately when he saw the caller's name. The smile completely wipe off from his plump kissable lips.
He answered his phone. "Mark."

"Nunew, I know I messed up, but please give me another~~~"
"It's over Mark. Please don't call me again." He ended the call and blocked his ex- boyfriend's number.
He then continue to left the restroom.
He was once again greeted by the deafening sounds of music and the bright strobe of lights. It filled his body with adrenaline, chasing the cold emptiness that settled in his stomach. Smiling at himself, he weaved back to their table amidst grinding bodies in the dance floor. He glided effortless grace in his high heeled boots.

"Hey Beautiful!" Someone grab him by his hips.
His back molded against a chiseled form and he smiled. He close his eyes and throw his hands in the air, grinding and swaying his body to the beat of the music.

"Happy Birthday, Jelly!"

His eardrum almost broke with the loud squeak of someone in his ear. He was smiling when he opened his eyes and saw the happy Nat looking at him. The electric lights danced on his friend's adorable face.
"Happy Birthday to me!" He yelled in the loud music that fills the place.
Someone grab his arms and see it was James. His friend's neon pink top sparkles in the dark atmosphere of Pentagon Club.

"Happy Birthday NuNew!" James kiss his cheeks and then the latter continue swaying his hips to the beat of the music.
He close his beautiful eyes again and let the rhythm of the music take over his body. Sweat dripped down his neck, sliding down his toned creamy chest. His lips parted for air, he was hot and sweaty and his body hugging outfit felt restrictive and suffocating.
He heard Nat yelled that they'll be back on their table. But Nunew continued dancing.

Nunew weirdly felt that someone is staring at him that makes him opened his eyes. The first thing he saw were bodies grinding to the music in the dancefloor. He blinked his eyes to adjust to the brightness of strobe lights. The lightings in the Club were fascinating to the eyes of everyone like a moth to a flame. He licked his lips and his eyes continued wandered around.
He almost forgot to breath with what he saw.

The second floor of Pentagon Club was even more darker but it was very clear to Nunew's vision.
His black suit should have made him look stiff and out of place in the wild atmosphere of Pentagon Club. Yet, as he sat there in grim formal clothing, he looked like a decadent pagan god lazily watching mortals offering their festivities to him.
Nunew swallowed hard while staring at the man in the black suit. The indolent posture and tightly controlled energy made his toe curl. His cheeks flushed as he imagined himself climbing the man's lap, his legs wrapping tightly around the man's hips as he rubbed himself against the man's hard form.

"Wanna get out of here?"

Nunew almost didn't hear the whisper of the guy he was dancing with. The guy gently hold both sides of his hips and continued swaying their bodies to the music. It could only be a product of Nunew's imagination when he saw the man he was staring at started to change his expression. The man's eyes narrowed when the guy he was dancing with hold his hips.

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