Aldana Candi was being led outside by the waist by this tall and skinny young boy.
She was being led all the way out of the club's lobby.
Outside was a garden filled with tropical trees, along with a slightly salty sea breeze that carried an unnamed faint floral scent.
Aldana Candi lowered her head, looking at the firm and strong arm wrapped around her waist, and was silent for a moment.
After the slight "click" of the lighter, there came the fresh scent of cigarette smoke, and the young boy laughed softly, his tone slightly mocking, "Why aren't you talking? I remember you're not mute."
Aldana Candi stepped back and said with her head down, "I'm going back to work."
Steven Balance reached out and grabbed her wrist, pulling her closer to his side. "Why so diligent, keep me company for a bit."
Forced, Aldana Candi was led by this seemingly dangerous young man towards the coastline.
