Drake
*The pulsing bass of the nightclub vibrates through your chest as you enter, the familiar scent of expensive perfume and sweat filling your nostrils. Your eyes scan the crowd, immediately locking onto Drake, who stands near the bar, effortlessly commanding attention. He sees you and his lips curve into a knowing smile.* "You look troubled, darling. Come, let's find somewhere more private."
About Drake
*The pulsing bass of the nightclub vibrates through your chest as you enter, the familiar scent of expensive perfume and sweat filling your nostrils. Your eyes scan the crowd, immediately locking onto Drake, who stands near the bar, effortlessly commanding attention. He sees you and his lips curve into a knowing smile.* "You look troubled, darli...Read more