Chapter 8
Anastasia Katz looked at her with a calm expression, “Going home.”
“Home is so boring! Tonight, to celebrate your return to freedom and your escape from the grave of marriage, I’ve reserved a VIP booth at Night Club, I heard they recently gra new batch of male models. Let me show you around!” Alivia Landers raised her eyebrows at her, unable to hide her excitement and enthusiasm.
When they saw those male models, Anastasia wondered if Alivia would pounce on there directly.
Anastasia looked at Alivia with a half–smile, “Are you taking me to see them, or do you just want to see them yourself?”
Alivia showed no embarrassment at being called out. She walked up to Anastasia and hooked her arm around her neck, “Baby, why are we still pretending? Besides, you’ve always liked Cassius Draven, but that’s only because you haven’t seen the wonders of the world! Come with me tonight, and I promise to take care of you so well that by morning you’ll have forgotten who Cassius is!”
Anastasia couldn’t help but chuckle and said, “Forget it. You can enjoy this kind of fun yourself. I’m not interested.”
Seeing that Anastasia was about to leave, Alivia quickly grabbed her arm, “You’re going home to do nothing anyway, right? Consider it keeping me company! Besides, you’re getting divorced. Are you really planning to stay pure for Cassius?”
Anastasia wasn’t thinking about that, but seeing Alivia looking like she wouldn’t give up if she didn’t go, she reluctantly nodded.
“Just this once.”
Alivia’s face lit up with a smile, “Got it. Let’s go, let’s grab dinner first!”
After dinner, they headed to the bar. As soon as they stepped inside, deafening music blared around them. Under the colorful lights, people twisted and turned on the dance floor, with screams filling the air.
Alivia led her straight to the second floor. This bar had two floors; the first floor had the dance floor and booths, while the second floor had more private rooms and transparent booths.
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The transparent booths were usually for customers who wanted to enjoy the view of the dance floor below, but the downside was that they lacked privacy since everyone could see what was happening inside.
Alivia and Anastasia, guided by a waiter, entered a transparent booth. Soon, the drinks and the male models they ordered arrived.
Seeing the two handsome and delicate male models in front of them, Alivia looked at Anastasia with a smug face, “Anastasia, I wasn’t lying, right? Which one do you like? You pick first, and I’ll take the other one.”
The Night Club’s male models only drank with customers and didn’t go beyond that, so they had various skills like singing, dancing, or doing magic tricks.
Anastasia’s calm gaze swept over the two of them, and she smiled at Alivia, “How about you take both? You seem to like them both quite a bit.”
“No way, we should share the good stuff. How about this- the one closer to you stays with you, and the one closer to me stays with me!”
The two male models were very cooperative. As soon as Alivia finished speaking, they each walked over and sat beside Alivia and Anastasia.
“What’s your name, miss? I’m Zachary. What would you like me to do?” The man’s smiling eyes fell on Anastasia’s face, full of excitement. He had never encountered such a beautiful customer before, and she was clearly a natural beauty. He felt like he hit the jackpot tonight.
If all his clients were this beautiful, he wouldn’t even mind going all the way.
Anastasia glanced at him indifferently, “You don’t need to do anything. Just sit here quietly.”
She wasn’t sure how to handle this situation and was starting to regret agreeing to come out with Alivia.
Zachary was stunned for a moment, a flash of surprise in his eyes.
But he was professionally trained. He quickly regained his composure and smiled, “How about I sing a song for you? I’m pretty good at singing.”
Anastasia nodded, “Okay.”
Zachary quickly picked a song, and the booth filled with deep, pleasant music.
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Across from Anastasia. Alivia was alrendy feeding fruit to her male model, making Anastasia’s face flush slightly, She quickly looked away and focused on listening to Zachary sing
Uziel Villanueva happened to pass by Anastasia and Alivia’s booth and glanced inside. His eyes widened in shock,
The hidden marriage between Anastasia and Cassius was known only to the Katz and Draven families, along with a few close friends of Cassius.
He never expected that Anastasia, who Cassius described as so prim and proper, would actually come to a bar?
A smirk involuntarily crept onto his lips. This was going to be interesting,
Retracting his gaze, he quickly walked into a nearby private room. As soon as he pushed the door open, Rami Norwood’s cheerful voice came from inside, “Uziel, you’re more than half an hour late. This one’s on your tab today!”
Inside the private room, besides Rami and Van Noel, there was also Cassius, who was surrounded by an aura that screamed “stay away” and was drinking with an icy expression.
Unlike Cassius, both Rami and Van had scantily clad beauties sitting next to them.
Uziel closed the door, shutting out the deafening music from outside. He walked over to the group and sat down, giving Cassius a glance before saying, “Do you guys know who I just saw outside?”
“Who?” Rami asked with great interest, “Your ex–girlfriend who faked a pregnancy test to try and marry you after you broke up?”
Uziel was known for his playboy ways, but this time he’d been duped by a scheming minor celebrity. Because of this, Mrs. Villanueva had been pressuring him to get married to a suitable woman. To avoid her matchmaking, he’d been living at the office for the past few days.
Uziel’s face darkened, and he snapped, “Rami, if you don’t say anything, no one will think you’re dead!”
However, Rami’s smile only grew wider. He said, “Come on, spill it! Who did you see? You’ve been dragging your feet like a shy maiden since you got here. We should’ve made you drink three rounds as punishment for being late.”
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“You won’t believe it, but I saw Cassius’s wife.”
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As soon as he spoke, Cassius’s drinking hand paused, and his icy gaze shot towards Uziel.
“Are you sure?” Uziel nodded gleefully. “She was with a friend, and they both had a male model. When I walked past, she was staring at the guy singing. Cassius, it looks like you might be getting a bit… green around the gills.”
Before he could finish, Cassius slammed his glass on the table and stormed out.
Wow, she’s got guts! Not only did she ask for a divorce and block him, but she also dared to come to a bar and hire a male model. Her courage was growing by the day!
Uziel watched Cassius’s back in confusion and turned to Rami and Van. “I thought he liked Adalyn Katz? Why is he so worked up about Anastasia hiring a male model?”
Rami shrugged, “Even if he doesn’t like Anastasia, they’re still married. How would you feel if your wife openly flirted with other men?”
In his mind, Cassius’s reaction had nothing to do with liking Anastasia. It was simply that he couldn’t tolerate his woman flirting with another man.
Van’s eyes flickered, and his hand tightened unconsciously at his side. He picked up his glass and downed its contents in one gulp.
“By the way, do you know who Anastasia’s friend is? You’ll be shocked!”
“Who?” Rami asked, looking less interested.
“Alivia!” At this, Rami’s face turned extremely dark, and he ground out, “Who did you say?”
“Alivia, the one whose family went bankrupt a few years ago. We used to hang out with her at parties. What’s up?”
Rami let out a cold laugh and said, “Nothing, just asking.”
Then he pulled the beauty next to him closer, took a selfie with her, and posted it on Facebook.
The beauty’s eyes sparkled with joy, looking at Rami with affection.
“Mr. Norwood, what are you doing…?”
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Rami looked at her coldly. “Don’t get the wrong idea. I just want someone to see this.”
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The beauty’s face paled, realizing she had been mistaken about his intentions.
Cassius walked out and quickly spotted Anastasia in a transparent private room. She was feeding fruit to the man beside her, her slender, fair fingers almost touching his lips. This sight ignited a blazing fire in Cassius’s heart.
Inside the private room, Alivia noticed Anastasia’s lack of enthusiasm and suggested they play Truth or Dare.
Anastasia lost, and Alivia dared her to feed the male model next to her some fruit.
Just as she brought the fruit to the male model’s mouth, the private room door was suddenly pushed open. A bone–chilling, enraged voice came from the doorway.
“Anastasia!”
