Chapter 69 - Dash Bolton

Dash POV

“I don’t understand why we’re doing this,” Maggie says as she watches the bride walk down the red carpet we had put in the entrance to the middle of the dance floor. The entire club is decorated with white and black roses.

“This is good publicity, Maggie. Of all people, you should know that,” Connor says, and I nod. This is one of the few things we fucking agree on. These people are paying triple of what we would’ve made tonight as a normal night with our exclusive guest list, and we are allowing them to publish photos of the club.

“It’s a fucking wedding. Who the fuck celebrates their wedding in a club?” Maggie says, and I shrug. I definitely would. Clubs are my life, my passion and my fucking job.

“I think it’s a brilliant idea, we have all the licenses she would need to throw a party like this, she’s just using the hype the club has to make her shine even more to be able to use it,” I say shrugging again as I shove my hands into my pockets and Maggie shakes her head.

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