The Perfect Match
Warming

Ken got to the nightclub quickly, the new time showed at 9 pm, the cold wind was so pronounced when Ken got out of his car.

Footsteps so wide that quickly reached the club, greeted by a noise and eyes that began to circulate looking for the existence of his friends. Shortly looking, Ken's eyes immediately found his three friends, immediately he rushed toward the half-rounded seat.

"Well, what's in front of us? newlyweds who got lost in the club?" the wrong tease of them. Wilds.

Ken casually just shook his hands and joined in, ordering the loudest and most intoxicating drink. "Is there something about your beautiful wife?"

"Ah I know, you were spotted by your own wife?" Ken shook his head, sipping quickly the contents of the glass that the bartender was thrust into.

"I just need a warm-up." replied the original Ken, making the three cheer in a mocking tone.

"Well I've been curious about the skewed gossip about you lately. Are you just pretending to be married?"

Ken clucked and started putting on a lazy face, as if he had chosen the wrong place to calm him down. "Wild. Can't you not be the stove in a day?" firmly Ken. Again he drank the cursed liquid again.

"Have Wild, don't tease him like that. Wait for him to get drunk and we start the interrogation." laughter makes everything look crazy, the heat, the noise even cigarette smoke that looks from all directions as if gathered stifling.

"Damn it! I'll never get drunk that bad." snob Ken. Hearing that, the three of them immediately excitedly ordered a few bottles of liquor. One of the men poured the contents of the bottle on all four glasses with the same content flat.

"The first drink to celebrate Kenrich's wedding! yang.. seems unpleasant." Wild said as he raised his glass.

"You're gonna be a long time, aren't you? in an hour we will see the entertainment of beautiful women dancing there." exclaimed Evan. The entertainment in question is the erotic dance of a woman in super clothes e k s i at a pole. But in this different place, the woman wore a mask and slightly moved away from the guests, making the men unable to touch her, only able to see and enjoy her beautiful dance.

Ken smiled in a slant, it seemed like it was a good idea, it would heat up by itself, plus this already slightly burning drink. Ken has to go home on the loose, not caring about 'used' problems and living life as planned.

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Valerie came out of the bathroom, she was wearing a robe towel, rubbing a soft towel wrapped around her hair.

The hairdryer's voice was already heard, Valerie took off the towel slowly, tonight it really became so pounding for her. The warm feeling of the hairdryer on the scalp gives a little relax for the muscles of the head.

After feeling quite dry, he walked to the closet, saw some clothes that had been prepared. Her face was again flushed looking at some night clothes that were so beautiful and transparent lined up neatly. Valerie fingers choose between the thin fabric, the choice stalled on the black color, the color is so elegant and challenging. Didn't Ken say to prepare? this is a good time to show their love. He would feel the burly fingers tracing his body, giving off an intoxicating sensation like yesterday and-. Thats enough.

Valerie shook her head slowly with a small smile. "Geez, thinking about Ken always keeps my brain from thinking good."

Guyssie! Sorry I got up a little. I again want to prepare a new novel script to be sent to the publisher, please pray ya🥰.