"I dare you to kiss any man in this club, Bluey," Sasha's friend remarked with a smirk, causing my heart to skip a beat instantly.

This moment reaffirmed my decision to avoid games like truth or dare, I reflected as I rose from my seat and walked away from the table where Sasha and her companions were gathered.

I had expressed my reluctance to attend this club, but she had insisted that it would be a pleasant experience. Now, it appeared that I was on the verge of sharing my first kiss with a stranger.

As I walked around slowly, I observed that most of the men either were engaged in passionate embraces with women or appeared quite intoxicated. After searching for a while, my gaze landed on a man.

He was seated quietly in a dimly lit part of the club, sipping from a glass of beer. I approached him without realizing it.

When he sensed my presence, he looked up at me with an expression that was quite detached. He was undeniably handsome, adorned with tattoos on his arms and possessing striking green eyes.

I glanced once more at the unusual man, who continued to watch me with an icy gaze, and instinctively bit my lip. With a deep sigh, I leaned in and kissed the stranger, to my astonishment, he returned the gesture. I quickly pulled away and stammered an apology, saying,

"I am truly sorry" before hastily exiting the club without looking back.