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.

bar, dressed in a black

that the headliner?

said, "The body's

seemed lost in a trance, staring at the headliner

recognized him instantly. The headliner wasn't just anyone. It was

face was concealed by a mask, the cold, wild aura around

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

it off! Take off the shirt!" the

as he brought both hands to the neck of his

sharp tear, the fabric was

definition, sent the

stepped onto the stage. "Are you all

If

give a little something

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

women screamed, "I want to touch him!

joined in, shouting, "Give me a turn! I've got money

over the chance