The Divorce Prescription

Celine nodded. "Okay."

The three of them passed by the bar in the restaurant, where loud heavy metal music blared nonstop.

Inside, young men and women were dancing wildly.

Two girls rushed toward the bar. "Hurry! The headliner is here today! Oh my gosh, his body is incredible! We're in for a treat today."

Celine, Robin, and Hailey stopped in their tracks.

Robin said, "This bar is famous. I've heard there's a headliner here who especially attracts rich women. He does a striptease, and the tips from the ladies just keep rolling in."

Hailey added, "I've heard that too. I heard all the servers here are muscular guys with six-packs and no shirts. Let's go in and see for ourselves."

Celine didn't mind at all. "Alright, let's go in."

The three squeezed into the bar, which was already packed with people all gathered around the stage.

On stage were a few handsome men. The music blared, and the crowd chanted, "Take it off! Take it off! Take it off!"

The men began to strip.

the star of the bar, dressed in a black tank top and black pants. His

"Is that the headliner? Wow,

body's

noticing that she seemed lost in a

him instantly. The headliner wasn't

a mask, the cold, wild aura around him

see him here. Now, as he stood at the center of the stage, the dazzling lights illuminating him. The crowd of wealthy

it off! Take off the shirt!" the wealthy women shouted in

Declan as he brought both hands to the neck of his tank top

a sharp tear, the fabric was torn, revealing half of

with their sculpted definition, sent

stepped onto the stage. "Are you

fadies? If

little something

brought over a tray, and the wealthy women eagerly tipped, quickly filling

women screamed, "I want to touch him! I've got plenty of money,

shouting, "Give me a

women were practically fighting over the