THE ARGUMENT

The place was great! Classy inside and out, despite the many people already dancing on the floor. It made sense that there was a long line of people waiting outside it.

They took a round-table booth up in the mezzanine, better known as the VIP area. From there, they can easily view a very well-known Progressive House Dutch DJ playing his signature live music. Siel’s jaw dropped when she recognized the young male celebrity behind the turntable stage.

“Di! Is that…”

“Oh, my gosh… Isn’t he your favorite, girl?”

Suddenly, the said DJ looked up and waved at their table. Siel and Di turned to their men and saw them returning the wave.

“You know Martin Garrix?!” Siel gasped.

“Done business with him before,” V said, hiding an amused smile, seeing how his mate was fangirling so much at that moment.

Good one, V, praised Roth, his wolf.

Thank you, thank you. It's about time you admitted that I’m doing something good for a change.