A friend in need

LEONARDO'S POV

Dazed and disoriented, I found myself submerged in a neon-lit haze, the pungent scent of alcohol clouding my senses. Sweat trickled down my forehead, mingling with the sheen of arousal that coated my skin.

My limbs felt heavy, as though anchored to the plush leather chair beneath me, while the thumping bass from the speakers reverberated through my bones. Amidst the raucous cacophony of the strip club, the curtain of my drunken stupor lifted slightly, allowing me to take in my surroundings. Blinking back the blur, I focused on the figure dancing on my lap.

Hazel eyes, brunette and so fucking seductive. I blinked a few times to realize that it was Cherry, the stripper who looked like her... A mere imitation.

I turned to see my ever-so-sober brother watching the circus around him with a glass of whiskey in hand. Our cousins had been acting like a bunch of dogs in heat. Shit, I was no different.

Enzo looked rather bored being here, at his own bachelor party, surrounded by