THIRD POINT OF VIEW
Kiel stumbled out of the bar, the remnants of his bachelor party still echoing in his ears. His vision was slightly blurred, but he managed to navigate his way through the crowd of partygoers. He was drunk, but not so much that he couldn't appreciate the beauty of the night sky. The bar was on the top of a high-rise condo building owned by his friend, and as he looked out at the city lights, he felt a strange sense of calm wash over him.
As Kiel approached the elevator, the muffled thrum of the party still echoed in his ears, a fading pulse of music and laughter. Waiting by the doors stood a woman whose presence immediately caught his eye. She wore red lingerie that clung to her figure with unapologetic confidence, the fabric sculpting her curves like a second skin. A mask framed her face, its blue eyes and brunette hair lending her an air of mystery that stirred something primal within him.
