Chapter 18 Incident At The Nightclub

• The cigarette smoke that hit her face made Kimberly cough a little. The thick aroma of tobacco mixed with expensive wine invaded her sense of smell. All this time, she hadn’t stopped cursing Damian for taking her to one of Chicago’s luxury nightclubs.
• Kimberly let out a long sigh as she looked around. Almost ninety percent of the people around her were couples making out and kissing. You could say, only she and Damian sat facing each other. Honestly, it was really annoying. She hated being in the middle of a sea of people making out. It made her feel utterly foolish.
• “Damian, tell me, why did you bring me here?” Kimberly asked coldly and curtly.