The club pulsed with a wild, electric energy, the DJ's music thumping through the air, vibrating in my chest as neon lights flashed in a dizzying swirl of pinks, blues, and purples. The dance floor was a chaotic sea of bodies, swaying and spinning, their laughter and shouts blending with the beat, the air thick with excitement.
I was right in the middle of it, my white mini skirt and fitted sweater catching the neon glow, my long dark hair swaying as I moved. Sonny was right there with me, his tall frame pressed close, his hands guiding me as we danced, our bodies locked in the rhythm. The semi-naked dancers in the glass bowl above us swayed under cascading water, their bare bodies drawing cheers from the crowd, but for now, my world was all Sonny—his warmth, his bold touch, the way he pulled me into the moment.
