At War

Chloe embarked on her journey to Bliz Saloon, her car gliding smoothly through the city streets until finally arriving at her destination. The journey from her cozy home had taken a full hour, but the anticipation of what awaited her at the renowned saloon made the time fly by.

Bliz Saloon stood as a beacon of sophistication and elegance, capturing the essence of refined femininity. It was the epitome of class, attracting discerning women from all corners of the town. Chloe knew that by choosing this establishment, she was guaranteed a memorable and exquisite experience since she has heard a lot about it and had experienced it before.

As she gracefully parked her car in the designated lots, Chloe couldn't help but feel a surge of excitement. The air was filled with an aura of anticipation as if the salon itself was aware of the transformations it would bring forth within its walls.

Tonight was no ordinary evening; it was Joan's birthday party, a lavish affair held at a luxurious five-