Ill Sing To You Mr CEO

"Woah! Sexy!" Jaden Levigne exclaimed. Pertaining to the lead guitarist of the band that performed a melodious and upbeat disco song. "She really has beautiful voice! I think sexy dancing may suits her as well! I can't wait to bring her to my bed." He added.

"What a pervert!" Thedd Malcolm muttered but enough for Jaden to hear. "Why is Dunce not yet here?" He squinted.

Both guys looked prim and elegant in their business suit attire. Sitting at one corner, in the VIP couch on the second level which looked like a balcony seat. On their table are some pika pika food, chasers, brandy and wine, Chateau Latour.

"He's on his way..." Jaden's remarked was cut mid-sentence when he spotted Ardunce' profile. "Oh, speaking of the devil."

"Dunce!" Shouted Jaden. Calling his friend's attention as to usher him to where they were seated.

"Why did you suddenly choose to drink here? Why not book a VIP Box?" His brows furrowed as he questioned his friends. Ardunce Arbiz, Dunce in short, was one of those who would rather choose to stay in a private room or suite than be in crowded places. Not really a party goer but often hang out with his friends to chill after long day of stressful work.

"Today is Friday! The disco will be full of college girls." Jaden stood and held the wooden hand grills in front of them then excitedly scanned below to look for a new prospect.

"Are you into Pedophile Type of relationship now?" Slightly annoyed at Jaden's remark, Dunce asked with narrowed eyes. Jaden was a well-known playboy them.

"Jerk! There are college students who are passed 18 years. And since when did the bar let a 17 and below enter here. I'm into meek and innocent type you know?" Jaden jestingly exclaimed.

"Would a meek girl enter a bar? Age you say? Some fake their ID's. Your IQ is deteriorating fast and you haven't reached your 60's yet." Dunce now seated near Thedd. Thedd handed him a glass of wine.

Jaden's rebuttal was stopped when a sweet raspy voice aired. The lead guitarist suddenly sang a pleasant and dreamy song that silenced the crowd. Everyone gazed up to the singer. Truly an ear catching song accompanied by guitar and organ. Her voice was high but clear. At some point it was husky.

Tonight, was a "Girl's Night Out", a special day that the bar promoted where girls gain free entrance and may request songs from the band to play. It happened that one of the female guests requested for the song "Grace" by Bebe Rexha.

All eyes were focused on the girl. Exuding a mysterious look yet with a hint of elegance. Looking at her guitar while singing and never glanced at the audience. Clad in a fitted black sleeveless collared top, partnered with black leggings and black mini skirt and knee-long boots. Though her clothes were in minis and hugging type, she doesn't look slutty at all. Her long black hair was ponytailed, exposing her beautiful heart shaped face. She looked confident but not arrogant. Her remarkable beauty matched her exceptional performance.

The silence suddenly became thunderous when the song was finished. It seemed like everyone enjoyed the entertainment. After the song, Lhan and her group exited the stage. Their first set of performance was done. After an hour rest then they would have their 2nd set of performance.

Thedd and Jaden were surprised when Ardunce unexpectedly called the waiter and asked for the girl's name.

"What's her name, the girl who just sung?" He asked the waiter while still not removing his gaze at the stage.

"Lhan, Sir!" Politely answered by the waiter.

Dunce nodded and waved his hand suggesting the waiter to go.

Thedd and Jaden looked at each other with eyes widened since it was very unlikely for Ardunce to be interested to a woman. Usually women flocked to him and he just drove them away.

Silently communicating with each other, the thougt 'this is the first time he asked for a girl's name. Is this for real?' was like a telepathic message sent as they stared back at each other.

However, on the other VIP couch beside them, one of the guests was making a scene, forcing the waiter to call for Lhan.

"Tell her to come here." The plump guy's voice slightly raised. He was in his late 30's.

The waiter scratched his hair. "Sorry, sir, but you know she is not one of those escorts that can be tabled." The waiter fearfully apologized. His head bowed down while holding a stainless tray. Pearls of sweat were formed on his forehead. To all employee of the bar, it was very clear to them that Lhan, the owner's friend, was not allowed to be tabled by anyone. However, the person in front of them was not someone to be trifled with.

"Get her here or you both will lose your job." He grumbled firmly.

Leaving the waiter no choice, he walked away feebly. He said to himself, 'why would he come here while the boss is not here?'

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At the resting room for band performers.

"Hey!" The waiter gently tapped Lhan's shoulder. "Someone is calling you."

"Hmmm...?" Lhan removed her earpiece and asked confusingly to the waiter who patted her shoulder.