"Then why did you cry for help earlier?" Zayn lifted a brow at him.
"I…" Once again, Lucas found himself swaying back and forth between succumbing to his desires and listening to his rationality.
"Honestly, that was just the appetizer. It's nothing worth mentioning." Zayn patted his shoulder before revealing a mysterious smile. "The highlight is what comes after."
"What is the highlight?" Lucas' eyes lit up in eagerness again.
"Hmm, maybe we should forget it, " Zayn muttered abruptly before returning to his usual serious state. "You said people from F Nation are faithful people who stick to one. I can't taint you like this."
"Wait, " Lucas blurted out. "How can this be called as tainting me? I'm just curious; I want to experience this colorful, interesting world. Don't worry, I'll remain faithful on the inside."
"Is that so?" Zayn rubbed his temples, making it seem like he was trying to wrap his head around Lucas' answer. "But you said you'll do Carla wrong by doing this. If she finds out about this, won't she blame me for being a bad influence?"
"Just don't let her find out about this, then, " Lucas quickly pointed out. "I won't do anything bad, I swear. I'm just curious. I won't go all out."
"I still think we should forget about it, " Zayn rejected. "It's best that you continue this back in F Nation. If your father finds out about this, he'll blame me for being a bad influence."
"That's the problem. I've lived under his strict parenting, and I've never broken a single rule since I was a kid. That's why I don't know anything, " Lucas mumbled, feeling downhearted. "I only found out that there was such an exciting place on earth after coming here today."
"Exciting? You look like you were suffering." Zayn gazed at him, feeling amused. "It was as if those girls were demons and monsters who'll gobble you up."
"I-I was just nervous." Lucas tugged at him, looking anxious. "Stop dilly-dallying and start the highlight!"
"All right, then. Since you're so anxious to see it, let me show you the world."
Zayn then clapped his hand, and exotic music began playing in the room. Next, a group of young women in veils and Whyte dresses walked into the room while surrounding another young woman in red.
The girls in Whyte parted before the girl in red began dancing Ibican dance.
As the music rhythm changed, her hips shook at a quicker pace as she cast her seductive gaze at Lucas.
Her red dress was the perfect contrast against the surrounding young women who had Whyte dresses on.
Moreover, their veils were thin, and Lucas could vaguely see their nimble bodies moving under them.
The sight dumbfounded him as he froze in his spot. The entire time, his gaze kept following the girl in red's movements as his heart palpitated. It was as if his blood was heating up in excitement.
Right then, Zayn handed him a piece of tissue, signaling him to wipe his bloody nose.
However, Lucas' eyes were fixed on that young woman, and he did not realize Zayn's action.
It was only when Zayn tapped his elbow that he came back to his senses. After taking the tissue to put it under his nose, he returned his focus back on the girl and continued staring.
Patting Lucas' shoulder, Zayn smirked. "What do you think about this highlight?"
"I-It's great."
Lucas nodded his head in a daze. This was the first time he had experienced such shock. As someone who had grown up under the rule of strict parenting, he had never seen a sight like this before today.
Enlightenment was instantly bestowed upon him to experience such an exciting show on his first time here.
"Why don't I make some arrangements?" Zayn tempted. "She's pure and skillful. I'm sure she'll serve you well."
"I-I don't think that'll work." The meager remnants of Lucas' rationality were telling him not to do it. "I'll just have a look. I can't do anything serious."
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