"I'm YN," she introduced herself, and Ricky sealed the introduction with a gentle kiss on her hand, leaving her momentarily breathless.
"You're really pretty, YN," he complimented, winking at her. YN's cheeks flushed, and she couldn't help but smile in response.
"Why are you at this corner , Princess?" he asked her.
YN looked around and shrugged, "I don't know...i just wanna be somewhere less crowded...I feel a bit dizzy...but I wanna dance more" she said, looking at him with hopeful eyes.
Chuckling, Ricky set down his drink on a nearby table.
"Well, I know just the place. Follow me." With a confident stride, he led her through the crowd, expertly weaving between bodies and around the dance floor.
They arrived at the parking area, where Ricky's black Lamborghini awaited.
"Hop in," he invited, opening the car door for her. Yn entered the luxurious vehicle, sinking into the comfortable leather seat.
"Where are we going?" she inquired, her voice still slightly slurred.
"To the place you want to go," Ricky replied with a charismatic smile.
"I'll take you wherever you want, as long as you're with me."
The engine roared to life as he sped off into the night, navigating the city streets with a blend of elegance and thrill, leaving behind the pulsating rhythm of the party....
The night unfolded like the pages of a captivating manhwa as Yn found herself mesmerized by Ricky's handsomeness, his blonde hair, and a jawline that seemed chiseled by an artist's hand.
Ricky, catching Yn's admiring gaze, playfully smirked.
"Like what you see?" he teased, his tone laced with charm.
"I take care of them, you know." He winked, prompting Yn to blush once again, her shy nod an admission of his allure.
As the sleek black Lamborghini glided through the city, Ricky couldn't help but steal glances at Yn, captivated by her features.
The dance of the city lights reflected in her eyes, creating an ethereal glow that intensified the mystique of the night.
Breaking the silence, Yn's voice cut through the air like a sweet melody.
"Are you a prince?" she asked suddenly, her words tinged with a hint of curiosity. "I mean, you're so handsome and kind...and you have a car like this..." She trailed off, unsure of why the question had escaped her lips.
Ricky chuckled, the sound of a melodic echo in the car.
"Why?!but thank you. And no, I'm not a prince. Just a regular guy...but I'm glad you think so, though."
Yn couldn't help but smile, her cheeks flushed with a delicate hue. "You're not regular at all! You're Prince!" she giggled.
Ricky's laughter resonated through the night, a harmonious accompaniment to their journey. "Well, thank you" he replied, parking his sleek car in front of a luxurious-looking club.
As Ricky gracefully opened the car door, extending his hand to assist her, Yn felt a surge of steadiness. They entered the club together, his touch on her waist sending a shiver down her spine in the dimly lit atmosphere.
The thumping music enveloped them as they ventured into the VVIP section, adorned with captivating neon lights. Seated on a plush couch, Ricky signaled the waiter, summoning two glasses of champagne.
With a gentle gesture, Ricky cupped Yn's chin, his eyes locking onto hers.
"You're so beautiful," he whispered in her ear, his words an enchanting melody. Blushing, Yn replied, "You're sweet," unable to maintain eye contact.
Ricky, undeterred, drew closer, his breath teasing her ear, "I could say the same about you."
The champagne arrived, and Ricky handed a glass to Yn, raising his own in a toast.
"Cheers," he declared, the clinking of their glasses punctuating the beginning of this enchanting chapter.
The cold, sweet bubbles of the champagne made more lightheaded sensations within Yn. Ricky, captivated, watched her every sip, his gaze lingering on her lips.
As the alcohol worked its magic, Ricky suggested, "Do you want to dance?"
Yn, a bit fuzzy from the drinks, nodded in agreement.
Guiding her to the dance floor, Ricky and Yn moved in perfect synchronization, the pulsating music creating a magnetic connection between them.
His hands explored the contours of her back, pulling her closer, their bodies swaying to the rhythm of the night.
In the midst of the dance, Ricky's whispered words intensified the atmosphere. "Your skin is so smooth," he murmured, eliciting goosebumps on Yn's skin.
Pressing her body against his, she felt the warmth radiating from him, his treatment akin to that of a prince.
Her heart raced as their dance became more sensual, the music guiding their every move. Ricky's hands traced a delicate path, and Yn, overwhelmed by the moment, closed her eyes, surrendering to the intoxicating dance.
The temperature rose, and a simmering need built up even more within Yn. The rhythm of the music and Ricky's embrace created a tantalizing concoction, pushing her toward the edge of desire.
With each beat, she bit her lip, attempting to contain the heat that surged within, the night unfolding into a passionate symphony of emotions.
Ricky, attuned to the rhythm of the night, pulled Yn closer, creating an intimate dance within the dance. Her back nestled against his chest, head resting on his shoulder, they moved in perfect harmony. His fingers traced a delicate path from her shoulders to her arms, intertwining their hands as he guided her in the sinuous dance.
Soft kisses adorned Yn's neck and bare shoulders, each touch sweetened by the lingering taste of the alcohol. "You feel so good in my arms," Ricky confessed, his warm breath igniting a fire within her. The dance became an intricate exchange of desire, her body arching against his, the waves of passion building with each rhythmic sway.
As the music shifted, becoming slower and more sensual, Ricky drew Yn even closer. Their hips moved in a seductive dance, his hands exploring the curves of her back. Cupping her neck, he gently pulled her head back, forcing her to meet his intense gaze. Gasping, Yn felt the overwhelming intensity of his eyes, her heart racing in response.
"Are you sure you're okay?" he whispered, his voice a husky murmur. "You feel so hot." Yn, caught in the intoxicating spell, could only nod, the alcohol heightening her senses in a delightful haze. Ricky's touch continued to ignite a cascade of desire, his hands tracing a path down her back, lips finding solace on her neck and shoulder.
Leading her off the dance floor, Ricky navigated through the crowd, their bodies pressed closely together. They arrived at the parking area once more. "You're really something," he confessed in her ear. "I've never met anyone like you." His fingertips brushed against the bare skin of her upper arm as he guided her toward his car.
The cold night air greeted them as they stepped outside, a shiver coursing through Yn. Ricky, ever the gentleman, opened the car door for her, ushering her inside. The interior enveloped them with a soft and romantic melody as he turned on the radio.
In the gentle glow of the car's interior, Ricky glanced at Yn, taking in her flushed cheeks and mussed hair. "You look beautiful," he uttered, his voice barely above a whisper. The night, painted with desire and longing, continued its course, leaving Yn lost in the enchanting symphony of that pink drink and Ricky's charm...
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