Novel & Cerita Host Club Episode 1

I crossed the floor to the bartender who was cleaning a glass and looking nervous. “What is going on?” He winced, “Club Heaven had its opening night tonight.” That didn’t explain it. Nothing would explain this slow of a night. I pulled out my phone and went searching for some sort of information about the opening night. I found the website and grit my teeth as the landing page displayed a live feed from within the club. The place looked packed. The camera panned past Matt every once in a while, who sipped from his tumbler under the strobing lights.

Sebastian's POV I find myself in the VIP section of my latest club, having a conversation with Michal regarding business, especially concerning who is chasing after Shelly and where the mysterious Chase can be found. The club is already quite successful. We anticipated that it would draw in a fresh group of young adults, in addition to our existing clients on the payroll. As I talk with one of our members, Michal suddenly shouts, 'Hot damn,' causing me to turn and see what has caught his attention

"Maybe another time, Candy. Right now, I’ve got drinks to serve." "Suit yourself, gorgeous," she purrs, winking as she walks away, her hips swaying in a way that makes every man in the room turn their head. "But if you ever want to see how much a knotting really costs, you know where to find me." The club opens officially at seven, and the floodgates break. It’s a blur of leather, denim, and the smell of stale beer. I’m moving, weaving through the crowded tables, taking orders, dodging wandering hands with a sharp glare that says don't fucking touch. I’m getting the hang of it, the sound of the chaos, until I see Rikky.

The Stepford Wives club ditched me the minute we left the packhouse again. Joan: Bitches be bitches. Emily: Yeah…don’t worry Celeste! They'll be big, fat, and pregnant soon enough while you are partying it up with us at college! LoL! I outwardly laugh at Emi’s comment and get a glare from the guys. “So…where is this club, Celeste?” Alpha Callen asks. “Oh! Sorry! It’s just in town. It’s called ‘The Howlers Hub’.” “That sounds more like a bar than a club,” Alpha Callen says, sounding skeptical but typing it into his G****e Maps app.

And together, they’d burn down anyone who stood in their way. The clubhouse was buzzing when he stepped out, the hum of voices, the clatter of mugs, the low rumble of laughter mixing with the faint reek of spilled whiskey. Vipers filled the main room, sprawled at the long table, boots up on chairs, cuts hanging heavy on shoulders. And there she was. Emily.

Here she was, trying hard not to die from anger, Yet he had the guts to attend urgent business. Ember changed into her nightwear. Just when she wanted to sleep, her best friend Pearl called her. “Ember! Come to Moonlight Clubhouse. Your husband is making a mess here.” Pearl’s voice crackled through the phone, loud enough to make Ember wince. Ember shot up from the bed so fast her vision blurred. “What did you say?” A clubhouse? Didn’t he go for urgent business? What was he doing in a clubhouse? “He’s actually beating up eight men who touched a woman.”

I want her to have fun, so our next stop is a popular dance club. This time H and Mike come with us to the club. They too got changed into everyday clothes so that they don't draw attention to themselves as bodyguards. I put my arm around Scarlett's waist and all four of us entered the dance club. We make our way into the club and over to one of the booth tables. I sit down with Scarlett while H and Mike went to the bar to get us some drinks. Once they come back, I get up out of the chair and hold out my hand

With her close-cropped ice blonde hair and cold blue eyes, she made Sophie tremble in the way she had when she had been in school and summoned before the Head teacher for some misdemeanour. , Cold Bi*ch she thought and moved around, helping the other servers who were rushing in and out, balancing drinks on small trays and delicious looking tiny bites of caviar and sushi. It was a busy night. The whole Club was buzzing. It was because of the scheduled inauguration of the Fight Club in the basement the next night. The Boss had decided to have the first fight on Christmas Eve.

Sarah asks with a smirk. "This is not a joke, Sarah. But I am relieved it wasn't Austin who took that away. But I don't even know who this guy is," Ruth asks, concerned. "I don't know," I sigh, desperately trying to hold back my tears. Sarah, Ruth, and I head to Club Knight with a mission to uncover the identity of our mystery man. Sarah and Ruth assure me that the club keeps strict records of their customers. "No one goes unnoticed," they say. "Excuse me, we have a bit of a situation here," Ruth addresses the bartender on duty amidst the pulsating atmosphere of the club.