His Real Wedded Bride novel Chapter 527

"As for Autumn's tragic accident, I can't help but feel sorry for you buddy. Three years have passed Charles. It's about time that you move on," Eric empathically said as he tapped Charles' right shoulder.

Charles gloomily replied,"It's easy for you to say that Eric. You're not the one who lost someone... someone whom you loved more than yourself. You have no idea how deeply hurt I am. Autumn is everything to me. Now, I really don't know what to fight for. I feel so lost."

Charles always believed that his love for his wife, Autumn, was unwavering. However, what happened last night made him feel guilty and sorry for Autumn. It consumed him.

"Enough already, stop thinking about sad memories," Eric said cheerfully after seeing the persistent sorrow swept across Charles' face. In an effort to change the mood, Eric excitedly grabbed Charles' left arm, and then chuckled,"We haven't seen each other for quite a long time. How about we have some fun, yeah? There's a great place I know. I'm pretty sure you will like it. A bit later, I'll be meeting some friends there. Don't worry, they are our common friends, so you absolutely know all of them."

Eric was a typical and adventurous second generation wealthy heir. He was known among their family circle and acquaintances for being recklessly extravagant. Although, he was already thirty years old, he had never thought about getting married or starting his own business.

For him, marriage meant the end of love. He would only consider getting married over his dead body.

That was the reason why Eric only kept on fooling around and just tagged along with his happy go lucky friends. Very much unlike him, his best friend Charles stopped hanging out with their group since he got married.

When Autumn was still alive, Charles strongly turned down Eric's invitations to go out and paint the town red. But today, agitation and guilt overpowered him. Charles used drinking as one of the needed outlets to vent his feelings out.

So, without hesitation, he agreed immediately.

They boarded Eric's flashy SUV, a black Bentley Bentayga. Eric drove speedily to the rendezvous. Eric went inside the flower-covered, arch entrance. Charles saw the dimly-lit facade of the place and surmised that the place was a private club.

The perfectly hidden club was a place where affluent clienteles were provided with exceptional entertainment of all sorts. Eric stopped the car in front of the valet and handed over the key, got off and walked towards the bulky bouncer beside the club's closed door. "He is with me," Eric announced as he pointed to Charles. The bouncer immediately recognized Eric and respectfully greeted him. He then opened the door to let them in. The lobby's dimmed, purple lights showed a mixture of millennial and middle-aged, seemingly successful men and provocatively dressed young women. The soothing sound of jazz music and expensive smell of perfume exuded a sophisticated and glamorous ambiance. In that kind of place, as long as you have money, you could enjoy all kinds of services, including taking the one that you fancy on.

Eric, being a VIP member of the club, had booked a large private room in advance. Guided by the club's manager, they went directly to the room. When the door was opened, all their easy going friends stood up and rushed to greet them. Charles' presence took all of them with a great surprise. After all, he had long quit these kind of places.

"Hey everyone, look who's here? Hello, Mr. Charles Lu, long time no see! What's up with you my dear friend?" one bellowed in a playful tone.

Another wryly chimed in,"Come on man, why bother to ask? Mr. Lu is very busy expanding his business empire. Of course, he no longer has time to join us."

Charles and his friends were in good terms before. They used to hang out together before Charles got married. They usually made fun of each other and got away with it with no hurt feelings. However, the relentless banter that night visibly annoyed Charles.

As soon as they entered the private room, Eric was already observing Charles' expressions. As he promptly noticed the sullen irritation registered in his friend's eyes, Eric intervened and turned to his excited friends. "Enough guys! Tonight, I successfully managed to bring Charles here to enjoy with us. Don't dare ruin it for him by being stupid or I'll send you all out!"

"No worries Eric! We will never do that. Besides, we kind of missed him also," the group replied in unison. For Eric's sake, the rest of the young prodigals kept quiet and walked to their seats.

The moment they sat, an enthusiastic one proposed to Eric cheekily,"Eric, I heard that the food here is quite delicious. But, this place is also most famous for hot women. I was wondering if we would have the honor to enjoy their services?"

"How could I not know, you horny guys? Don't worry, it's all taken cared of!" Eric answered back, laughing heartily.

While waiting for the ordered food, they all chatted with one another cheerfully except Charles. Soon enough, a dozen of seductively clad, hot women entered the room and served each dish with engaging yet courteous smile. They uniformly wore a fitted cheongsam with thigh-high slit. Their fair and glowing skin could be seen from the opened slits each time they took a step. Apart from Charles and Eric, the rest of the guys focused their lustful eyes on the attractive girls. Their mouths were widely open.

After serving the food, the alluring hostesses sat down with the group. They were really professionals and well-trained in providing personalized services. They carefully poured wine, attentively helped the guests with their meals and... "entertained" them. They always allowed the precarious movements of the guests. They didn't mind being touched nor being kissed. The club had a very strict set of rules. Taking the girls out required considerable extra charges. And, the guests needed to acquire the girls' permissions.

At this private club, the girls had the final say on offers to take them out.