Lusaka Nightlife Novels & Stories

The nightlife was not a world Aura liked, even though she worked in the entertainment industry where others assumed artists were used to such a life! But for Aura, it was different. Since a long time ago, she had never liked the nightlife. A world full of rottenness, where illicit drugs and free mingling were commonplace. However, because Aura is growing up in Indonesia, a country steeped in Eastern culture, it wasn't surprising that she had to be careful in her actions or become the subject of gossip. Add a little more 'spicy' flavor, and her hard-earned good image could be instantly shattered! Despite that, it didn't mean Indonesia was a clean country regarding nightlife. Of course not, no

-Twenty Years Later- The pulsating neon lights were dancing on the walls of Luna. One of the most exclusive and most popular clubs in the Los Angeles downtown area. Women wearing skimpy pieces of clothes, showing even their souls were all over the place. But no one cares. For this place with its earsplitting music, seizure-inducing lights, and sweaty bodies humping on the floor does not care for anyone’s soul or morals. No one does — especially in this kind of place. This place is a safe escape to release anyone’s inhibition.

"Where… Where are you selling me to?" She could only try to gather useful information from the two men since she was in an unfamiliar place. Escaping was impossible. The two men were not afraid she could escape and were nice enough to explain to her, "Have you heard of Forever Night in Lovian?" Forever Night, the casino in Molivia, and the cabaret show in Torpis were the three largest money-squandering establishments in the world. One could buy anything at those places so long as proper funds were present. They were so famous that even Vicky heard about them before.

Barnald then turned and walked out of the office. Luca's nightclub is doing well according to the finance department's profit-and-loss statement. Their revenue has increased over the last three months, and the casa's profitability is also good. However, Casa de Lujuria earns more money from its illegal business, which Luca enjoys more. Several hours passed, Luca's focus remained on the reports, reading every detail written on every page of the paper. He simply enjoys reading his company's financial reports, so he spends his time in the office. But Luca's peaceful reading was interrupted when his singing younger brother, Farkas, entered his office.

“Lucy, look at all the hot guys. It’s paradise.” Rhea raised an eyebrow. “Is this your usual scene?” Ruffa chuckled. “Not really. We dragged you here, remember? I figured a full-blown gay bar might be too much for your first night out with us.” “Oh,” Rhea said, slightly embarrassed. “Right.” Lucas said nothing, sipping his drink slowly as his gaze moved across the room, only half-listening to the chatter. Rhea sat back beside him, her arms loosely crossed, watching as Ruffa flipped his hair dramatically and pointed out strangers like they were auction items.

She sulked as she turned around into another direction of the 24th street. She arrived there about half an hour later. It was a two-storey luxury bar that had a brothel on the upper floor and a luxury bar slash restaurant on the ground floor. The Luscious bar was situated in the busiest parts of town in the Moonlit Howlers pack. Every night, prostitutes from different walks of life would stand on this lane to welcome male visitors and coerce them into spending the night and having a good time in one of the many prepared rooms in the brothel. The Smith’s made a killing from this very place and it was only one of the many businesses they had scattered across this town. No doubt, they were extr

Rhea City was an economically developed internationalized metropolis, despite its considerable distance from Athenapolis. In fact, the city never sleeps, as evidenced by the many nightclubs there. Among so many clubs, the most popular one was undoubtedly Venusee. Venusee was famous for its beautiful and classy ladies. On that particular night, it launched a new event. Customers could bid for female stars to drink with them. However, at that moment, a woman wearing a red spaghetti-strap dress was threatening Nancy in Venusee's VIP room.

"Oh, hell no. No, we are party'n old man. How many you bring?" "Twenty two of us?" "Then I am calling in all the girls from my new titty bar!" Luka laughed. He pulled Amelia up and out, locking the door behind them before going out front to the packed main room. In an hour, it was chaos. She had never been around so many wild and loud people, loud music, roughhousing and naked women. There were drugs out in the open, men and women doing lines of coke right out on the bar alongside shots. There were even people having sex right out in the open. It was over the top wild.

Complete, even. I stopped by one of our warehouses before I headed to Adrien’s because that was the most convenient route for the night. When I walked in, the music blared and the bass thumped. The guards were relaxed like they weren’t on duty. There were girls everywhere, so Luca had probably paid for a private show with the burlesque girls from Moulin Rouge or Crazy Horse. Luca was a hard-ass like I was, but he loved the drink and women just a bit more. He had a girl on his lap when I walked inside, the girl wearing nothing but sparkly panties. The top hat that was supposed to be on her head had somehow ended up on his instead.

Music already pulses through the walls faintly. Bass vibrating beneath concrete. It feels so comforting. I park the Bugatti between a Bentley and a motorcycle that definitely belongs to someone with emotional instability and excellent cheekbones. Then I step out into the cold night air. Cave Club lives underground beneath an abandoned theatre. Which honestly feels very on-brand for queer nightlife. The bouncer nods once when he sees me. “Wagwan, Lucas.” “Devastating as always, Marcus.” “Aye, fam. You’ll be ait."