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It was the name of the clubhouse he had brought her to. All the same with the Playhouse with its built and designs but unlike any other clubhouses, the place was not loud, not crowded, and definitely not clouded with smoke and a mixture of perfumes and cologne. She felt underdressed with her shirt and short walking inside.
The first floor was a lobby with dark woods, stones, and leather designs. It was more like a private place for high-profile personalities to discuss business with, but the ambiance was too eerie one could guess an illegal business happening under the table ― and inside the unsuspicious building in the middle of a busy city.
The second floor reminded her of the VIP halls in the Playhouse. Men have their own share of women. But what caught Siren’s attention was
