The Girl with the Guitar

That night, the lights in the lounge bar were soft and understated. Under the suggestive glow, young men and women cautiously tested the waters with one another. The carefree rich heir was used to seeing sexy women in black stockings and mature women dancing on poles. Then he looked at the girl onstage, playing guitar in a pure white dress. Her skin was fair, her eyes clear, and her singing warm and soothing. Primitive desire stirred in He Lanyi's eyes. Was it the thrill of the hunt, or a flutter of the heart?