Any woman would be amazed to see these handsome guys.
Debra stepped into the middle of the group. Michael stood off to the side, one hand in his pocket and the other making a phone gesture by his ear.
She knew he was signaling for her to have fun and call him afterward.
The club was loud and chaotic.
One man, dressed in an open-collar black suit, approached her. His deep, captivating eyes sparkled with an intriguing desire. He raised his drink and gestured toward her with an inviting hand.
Debra glanced at his drink and smiled. His wine was not up to standard.
She made the usual nightclub gesture, ordering ten drinks and another most expensive bottle on the menu.
Her move caught the attention of those around her. Before long, she became the center of attention.
A group of exotic beauties wearing bikinis and holding lighted signs danced around the club. Then they brought the wine to Debra's booth.
She grinned and raised her hand again.
The waitresses were all stunned.
Debra downed a glass in one go but stopped there.
"Miss, you seem kind of upset." One of the escorts leaned in, his breath brushing against her earlobe.
Debra reached up and pressed her hand to his jaw. She admired his face and whispered back, "If you drink, maybe I'll cheer up."
She took off one of her earrings and placed it on the table covered in spilled alcohol. In a voice only those at their booth could hear, she said, "Whoever drinks the most in the next ten minutes will have this earring."
The six men hesitated, and she casually added, "It's not expensive, only 100 thousand dollars."
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