The Imperial Hotel's ballroom glittered like another world.
Every inch shimmered with gold and black — chandeliers dripping light like molten fire, violins blending with low bass, and guests masked in elegance and excess.
It was the kind of place Drew Lancaster hated.
Too loud. Too perfect. Too full of people pretending to be things they weren't.
He adjusted the black mask that framed his sharp jaw and stepped inside. Heads turned — not because they recognized him, but because power had a way of walking into a room even when it tried to stay hidden.
Jax spotted him first, already surrounded by women and champagne. "There he is!" he called out, grinning. "The ghost who finally decided to haunt his own party."
Drew smirked faintly. "I said I'd come for one drink."
"Sure," Jax said, clapping him on the shoulder. "And I said I'd quit whiskey last month."
Drew ignored him, scanning the room. The music, the laughter, the flicker of candlelight — it all felt like a dream he didn't belong in.
And yet, something about the night tugged at him.
Maybe it was the note still folded in his jacket pocket.
Maybe it was the memory of a voice that asked him if he ever stopped.
A waiter offered champagne; Drew took one, mostly to blend in. He sipped without tasting. He was about to make a quiet exit when a soft voice spoke beside him.
"Enjoying yourself, Mr. Lancaster?"
He turned. The woman who stood there wore a crimson mask and a smile that looked like it knew too much. Her hair was dark, pinned high, her dress daring without being desperate.
"Depends on your definition of 'enjoying,'" Drew said evenly.
She tilted her head. "You don't seem like a man who does anything halfway."
He smirked. "You'd be surprised."
She laughed lightly and slipped her arm through his. "Then surprise me. Come to the lounge. The real party's there."
Normally, Drew would've refused. But the champagne was warm in his veins, and something in her tone — confident, teasing — made him curious.
He let her lead him through the crowd, past velvet curtains into a smaller, dimmer space humming with low music and shadowed laughter. The air was thicker here — darker lights, softer voices, the scent of perfume and whiskey mixing into something intoxicating.
A stage sat in the center, surrounded by private booths and tinted glass. The woman guiding him smiled as she whispered something to a host, who nodded and ushered Drew toward a secluded VIP corner draped in black velvet.
"Sit," she said, her hand brushing his arm. "I'll send someone special your way."
And you can do as you please with her and I mean in every way and manner.
When Drew was sited;he saw a lot of strippers having sex with men and even women,and he had this fantasy for long time and this is perfect timing to do this by tomorrow he would forget everything that has happened here and back to his world.
The appealed covered in glitters but he could see her breast,she was putting on a tiny pants which bearly covered the down part of her body.
Immediately she started dancing and was touching him,she was trying to get him in the mood and he was really getting in the mood,i mean who wouldn't get in the mood when this is the first time his dick was been touched as a man over two years:Drew thought to himself and she was very skilled at whatever she was doing down there.
She continued dancing at the same was touching him,before he could release what has happened his dick was in her mouth,she handled it like her life depended on it,Drew forgot about his past he was feeling the moment and he liked it.
He lifted her and placed her on the table close by, he shifted her pants one side and he inserted his two fingers into her pussy,she shivered then Drew realized that she was also enjoying it like he was, she was all wet,he inserted another finger and her her eyes flickered,she raised her hips up to match the move of his fingers in her pussy,he was pumping his fingers in and out of her pussy she was moaning with pleasure,
Drew removed his fingers spins her around and replaced his fingers with his dick,he slowly began to pump in and out of her,she felt so tight that he was loosing control,he started moving slowly and she matched his pace she was moaning so loud that Drew couldn't stop himself,he was pumping into with so much speed until he released inside the condom
But she looks unsatisfied and Drew being the man he his is not about to leave a girl unsatisfied
Take off the whole of your panties and she did without hesitation,Drew went to her breast sucked it like a baby who's in need of milk,he started biting the nipples a little than he heard her moan and he inserted two fingers he started slowly and was pumping into her than he added the third finger she was moaning so loud that other girls started looking at them,he could feel they went to be in the same spot as she was,he increased the pace of his fingers until she released he slowly removed his fingers from her pussy and went to wash his hands
When Drew was about leaving the vip room,the girl was standing close to him still covered with her mask and she whispered to him
"You're the only one who has brought this pleasure to me in a long time thank you; she disappeared immediately Drew could realize that she sounded like the girl he met at the coffee shop.