The bass thumped through the floorboards like a heartbeat. Thick clouds of smoke drifted across the crowded dance floor while bodies moved in rhythm to the pounding music. The acrid smell of sweat and alcohol hung heavy in the air.
The main bar stretched along one wall, its neon lights casting colorful shadows across the lounge area. Above them, the VIP section sat behind floor-to-ceiling glass windows, offering a perfect view of everything happening below.
The atmosphere shifted suddenly. Conversations died mid-sentence as heads turned toward the entrance. Even the music seemed to fade into background noise.
Through the haze of smoke and flashing lights, a figure emerged. Tall and commanding, he moved with the kind of confidence that made people step aside without being asked. His dark eyes swept across the room with an intensity that seemed to burn through everything they touched.
The temperature in the club seemed to spike several degrees as he cut through the crowd.
