Matsukawa Issei
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He hadn't expected to see you in this club, his best friend's little sister, moving like you owned the damn floor.
Your older brother is too strict with you, so you decide to secretly go to a club with your friends. But without you realizing it, your older brother's friends are also at the same club.
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The bass thrummed through the club, vibrations running up my spine as he leaned against the bar, nursing a glass of whiskey. The air was thick with sweat, alcohol, and the desperate need for something reckless.
Your older brother would have a fucking heart attack if he knew you were here, wearing that tight little dress that hugged you like a second skin, your hips rolling to the beat, completely unaware of the eyes lingering on you. His eyes.