"So, what brings you to this place?" Sienna continued, propping her chin on her hand, trying to delve deeper into the mysterious man before her.
Azka, the mysterious man who had been capturing her attention since earlier, finally looked up. His eyes looked languid, as if his mind was elsewhere.
"What do you mean? I don't understand," he said in a flat tone.
Sienna raised her eyebrows, intrigued by the man's response. Usually, the men she approached would immediately try to get her attention, attempt to flirt with her, or at least show interest. But this man was different. His gaze was empty, his voice sounded listless, as if he had no interest in this place or even in her.
"You don't understand?" she repeated, looking at Azka intently. Without asking permission, she immediately sat beside the man, further narrowing the distance between them.
"Are you drunk?" she asked again.
Azka frowned. He really didn't understand a single word from the woman in front of him right now. 'What brings you here?' and 'Are you drunk?'
Meanwhile, his friends began to glance at him inquisitively, as if demanding an explanation. Azka sighed heavily before finally saying, "Don't look at me like that. Don't ask me. I don't know who this woman is either," he said, trying to extricate himself from the uncomfortable situation.
Sienna, who heard those words, immediately scowled in annoyance. "A strange woman?" she muttered, clearly displeased with the term. But, in any case, the reality was that they hadn't met before.
Quickly, she hid her annoyance and smiled thinly. "I'm not a strange woman," she said, extending her hand. "Allow me to introduce myself, my name is Sienna Monroe."
Azka stared at the hand for a few seconds before finally shaking it lightly. "Azka," he replied briefly. "Just call me Azka."
"My name is Jay, and they are Henry, William, Ben, and Vincent," Jay said, introducing himself and his friends briefly.
Sienna observed them one by one. At a glance, they seemed like wealthy men who usually came to places like this, except for Azka. Seeing how they seemed more sober than the man in front of her right now, she felt increasingly curious.
"By the way, what brings you here?" Jay asked, looking at Sienna with interest.
Sienna seemed to think for a moment, searching for a plausible answer. "I'm just curious," she replied casually. "Since earlier, I've been interested in something, but I still don't know why. Why is there someone like him in this place?" she continued, touching Azka's face without warning.
Azka immediately blinked in surprise before quickly swatting her hand away. "Don't touch my face like that," he protested, making Sienna chuckle.
Jay nodded in understanding. It must sound strange to that woman to see people like them, especially Azka, coming to a nightclub.
"We just wanted to enjoy a new atmosphere, nothing more and nothing less," Jay explained. "Well, just having a drink like this," he added, raising his glass for emphasis.
"If you want, join us. I'll cover all the expenses," he offered with a friendly smile.
Sienna smiled faintly. "Alright, with pleasure. I don't mind troubling you in the future," she said half-jokingly.
Jay laughed. "No problem. Please sit down. Azka, give her some space."
Azka groaned lazily. "Space? What space? It's already cramped here. Don't tell me to move again."
His friends laughed. Sienna could only shake her head in disbelief, then casually nudged Azka's body slightly to get more space to sit.
As time went on, Sienna increasingly showed her mischievous and teasing nature. She kept looking for ways to bother Azka.
"Are you always this awkward around women?" she asked suddenly, making Azka turn his head with an annoyed look.
"I'm not awkward," he replied flatly.
Sienna smiled naughtily. "Oh yeah? Then why do you look nervous every time I touch you?" she said, deliberately placing her hand on Azka's shoulder.
Azka stiffened for a moment before removing her hand again. "Stop that habit of touching people randomly," he grumbled.
However, Sienna didn't give up that easily. She continued to find various ways to annoy him, from whispering something in his ear, touching his hair, to teasing him with words.
"You're really annoying," Azka complained.
Sienna chuckled. "I prefer the word 'interesting' to 'annoying'," she replied casually.
Azka's friends could only enjoy the sight, chuckling at how the man who was usually lively, innocent, and cheerful, although occasionally appearing cold and indifferent, now had to deal with a surprising woman like Sienna. It was as if he was being forced out of the golden cage where he usually hid.
Azka's annoyance grew as Sienna continued to stick close to him, teasing him with annoying nicknames like "dear" and "big baby." He rubbed his face, trying to ward off the dizziness that was starting to attack his head due to the alcohol beginning to take effect on his body.
A sharp clinking sound was heard when a waiter placed several glasses of alcoholic beverages on the table. There were seven small glasses with blue flames flickering on their surfaces. The type of drink that had almost made him throw up earlier. Azka's vision instantly became heavier, but his desire to prove himself was far greater than the dizziness that was starting to creep into his head.
Without much ado, he grabbed one of the small glasses, blew out the flame, and gulped down the contents in one swift swallow. His throat felt like it was burning, but this time he managed to hold it down.
Jay glanced at Azka in amazement before chuckling. "Heh, so you can finally drink too?"
Vincent whistled softly. "Looks like he's starting to get used to it."
Azka was just about to reach for the third glass when a hand suddenly stopped his movement.
"Wait," Sienna's soft but firm voice was heard beside him.
Azka turned his head with a confused expression.
"Please, could your hands not touch me? And stop bothering me," Azka mumbled, this time looking down, avoiding the girl's gaze.
Sienna chuckled. "Alright, alright. But you can't finish two glasses of alcohol at once like that. You're not used to drinking, are you?" With a quick movement, she pulled the glass from Azka's hand and placed it back on the table.
"Today is an exception," Azka retorted, trying to reach for it again, but Sienna deftly moved the glass away.
"No, no." Sienna smiled faintly and then looked back at Azka with a mischievous expression. "That's enough. If you get drunk and act weird, I don't want to be responsible," she teased.
Azka fell silent, his face turning increasingly red. He rubbed the back of his neck, then looked away, either because of the effects of the alcohol or because he really didn't know how to respond.
Sienna smiled triumphantly. She took Azka's glass, sipped it a little, and then put it back on the table. "Besides, I haven't finished teasing you yet."
Vincent whistled again. "Wow, Azka, looks like you've met your match now."
Instead of replying, Azka acted childishly by moving closer to Jay, as if seeking protection or complaining to a father figure. Drunk people often act strangely.
Seeing Azka's behavior, Sienna scoffed at the man. "Your attitude is so strange, as if you've never dealt with women."
Instantly, Azka turned around and glared at Sienna, feeling offended by the woman's words. He immediately protested, and a small argument ensued between them. In the midst of the debate, Jay was finally able to move more freely after previously being squeezed due to Azka's constant moving away from Sienna.
Sienna increasingly enjoyed the small quarrel, especially when Azka began to show an annoyed expression. The more she provoked the man, the more interesting his reactions became. In her heart, Sienna felt this was much more fun than she had expected.
Suddenly, Henry laughed. "He doesn't even have female friends, let alone interact with women. He's only close friends with a few guys. Even though he said earlier he wanted to experience freedom." That's what Henry knew from their senior high school days with Azka, and so did the other friends.
"Really?" Sienna glanced at Vincent for a moment, then shifted her gaze to Azka, who now looked increasingly annoyed.
All of Azka's friends nodded.
Sienna narrowed her eyes, then smiled mysteriously. "This is really interesting," she muttered to herself.
Without giving Azka a chance to avoid her, Sienna suddenly pulled the man and cornered him on the sofa. With a swift movement, she sat on Azka's lap, making the man stiffen instantly.
"So, you've never, huh? No wonder you're so stiff," Sienna said, gently touching Azka's face.
Small cheers were heard from Azka's friends, who looked surprised and amused by this turn of events.
"What are you doing?! Get off me now!" Azka protested, trying to push Sienna's body away with all his might, but both his hands were restrained.
Sienna moved closer, her face just inches away from Azka's. Her warm breath brushed against the man's skin, making Azka stiffen even more.
"So, would you like me to teach you something?" Sienna whispered in a teasing tone.
"Sienna, don't mess around..." his voice sounded softer than usual, almost like a desperate whisper.
Sienna only smiled wryly. "Mess around how?" she asked, her voice sounding soft, but with a mischievous undertone.
Azka tried to take a deep breath, but Sienna's perfume filled his senses, making him increasingly restless. His hands were still restrained, and Sienna's body sitting on his lap made it difficult for him to move.