She returned it to him with a smile. Lola can tell a huge amount had been deposited into their account. She doesn't know why they waste money on things so unnecessary.

            The lady hands him two tickets. A plastic card and she said her formal greeting of thanks and have a nice time.

              Demilade gave her a small nod and he began to walk away. Lola followed after him and in a sort of way, she felt out of place.

               They got to the top building with two huge men at the entrance of a huge door. They were bouncers with the way they dress and the guns that hang in their holsters.

              They looked up when they approach them. Demilade showed them the cards and they smiled saluting him. And they immediately gave way opening the door.

"Have a nice time sir." They said.

             He said nothing and walked in. One of them nodded at Lola as she walked past them. She smiled in response and entered after Demilade.

             The place was quite crowded and she could barely see the front of the building. There were smoke and coloured lights in the room. And the music was playing in the background. People were sitting in groups and twos taking and drinking. Some were busy doing what Lola don't even know because she could barely see them.

              One thing she was sure about was that the people in the high room were one hell of rich peoples who were there to relax after their daily life.

              She followed Demilade toward the back of the room and they walked through another door which also have bouncers. But this one seems to know Demilade and they hail him. He gives them a tip with a smirk on his face.

            Always with a smirk. Lola thought rolling her eyes. The men even hailed her and they let them through the door after one of them said to Demilade that his friends were waiting.

              They entered the room. The room was smaller compared to the former but it was heavily designed. The bar also contains expensive wine. And a few people were in the room on their couches.

              She saw some ladies openly caressing men and moving their hips on men in their seats. Some were making out on the couches with old men.

             That was the last thing she will do to make money. It's such a pity that some ladies will stoop so low to do those things. She thought as she walk past them

              But at the same time, she can't blame them. Some don't have who to sponsor them, some had to fight to live and feed their families without help and the world wasn't smiling. Even the rich don't want to help without getting anything in return. For some of them, it is their families who push them away into the world just so they could live well comparing their children with others that they do not know how they become who they are.

              She takes her eyes off it and came to a table with a semi-round couch. They were three guys with four ladies sitting on a round cushion. There are bottles of wine and glasses on the centre table at their middle. Plates containing chicken and fish barbecue and other food she don't know were on the table.

             One of the ladies was holding a bowl of pepper soup that contains all sorts of meats which makes Lola wonder if she won't overfeed herself with them. She might go to the toilet frequently after eating it. She thought.

"Demmy Demmy. At last, you came." One of the guys she recognized as Fareed said biting a piece of meat in his mouth.

"Yes oh. He finally came."

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