Chapter 1 - A night at the Electric Labyrinth

As they settle into a cozy corner of the venue, Max continues to regale Seo-ah with tales from his past adventures, his animated storytelling drawing her in even further. Seated close together on the plush velvet couch, the ambient glow of the venue casting a soft halo around them, they share a moment of intimacy amidst the bustling crowd.

Seo-ah listens with rapt attention as Max recounts his experience in Mexico City, his words painting vivid pictures of vibrant salsa clubs and the infectious energy of the dance floor. She can't help but smile at the image of Max, once hesitant and unsure, finding his rhythm and embracing the music with abandon.

As Max leans in, his gaze locked with hers, Seo-ah feels a flutter of excitement in her chest. His confession about how dancing with her evoked memories of that night in Mexico City sends a warm rush of affection through her.

"You know, Max," she says, her voice soft yet filled with playful energy, "I think we should keep the momentum going. Let's make tonight unforgettable." With a mischievous glint in her eye, she reaches for his hand, her fingers intertwining with his as she leans in closer.

"Maybe we should take a page out of Miguel's book," she suggests, a hint of excitement in her voice. "Let's find our own little slice of adventure. Who knows what magic we might discover if we're willing to let go and embrace the moment?"

As Tavisha unzip her outfit, the bartender freezes momentarily, her eyes widening in surprise at the unexpected display of flesh. For a moment, she remains motionless, her gaze locked on Tav, her mouth slightly agape.

Suddenly snapping out of her trance-like state, the bartender shakes her head, as if to clear her thoughts, before quickly composing herself and preparing the drinks. With practiced precision, she mixes the ingredients for Tavisha's Cherry Saz, her movements fluid and efficient despite the momentary distraction.

As the bartender sets the finished drink in front of Tavisha, she manages a faint smile, attempting to regain her composure after the unexpected interruption. "Here you go, just as you ordered," she says, her voice tinged with a hint of embarrassment, her cheeks turning pink.

Selvie's gaze landed on the bartender who is impressed by Tav bodyline, a charming smile gracing her lips. "What's your name, beautiful? I'm Selvie, and this is Tav," she introduced, gesturing to her companion.

The bartender, returned the smile. "I'm Nadia. I heard the show was excellent. I caught glimpses of it on screen," she replied, her English flowing smoothly, devoid of any discernible accent. Like many Asians in the States, she is probably born here.

Meanwhile lost in the pulsating rhythm of the music and the vibrant energy of the crowd, Marcel finds himself drawn into conversation with two incredibly sexy musicians. Their alluring charm and magnetic presence captivate him, and he can't help but be enthralled by their words and gestures.

As Max's words hang in the air, Seo-ah feels a rush of anticipation coursing through her veins. His charming smile and magnetic presence make her heart race with excitement. With a coy smile, she meets his gaze, her own eyes sparkling with a mixture of curiosity and desire. She draws the velvet curtain closed, enveloping their couch alcove in a cocoon of privacy away from the bustling venue.

Seo-ah leans in closer, the heat of his breath sending shivers down her spine. She can feel the electricity crackling between them, igniting a fire that threatens to consume them both.

With a soft exhale, Seo-ah closes the distance between them and without shame the experienced woman sits on the young man before her lips hovering just inches from Max's. The air between them is charged with anticipation, each moment stretching out like an eternity as they linger on the precipice of something profound.

And then, in a heartbeat, their lips meet in a passionate kiss that sets their souls ablaze. It's a slow, sensual dance of lips and tongues, each movement filled with a hunger that can only be satisfied by the taste of one another while her slender bare skin thighs encircle his hips with a gentle yet firm embrace..

As they kiss, time seems to stand still, the world fading away until there is nothing but the intoxicating sensation of being lost in each other. In that moment, they are consumed by a passion that transcends words, a fiery connection that binds them together in an unbreakable bond.

When they finally pull away, breathless and flushed with desire, Seo-ah's heart pounds in her chest, her senses reeling from the intensity of their connection. She looks into Max's eyes, her own filled with a newfound sense of longing and belonging.

In that moment, they both know that this is just the beginning of their journey together. As they savor the taste of each other on their lips, they know that they have found something truly magical in each other's embrace.

Nadia blushes. "That sounds lovely, perhaps later. I'm on duty at that bar until 3 am and it's super busy," she explains, retrieving her phone from the back pocket of her sleek black leather skirt. With a shy smile, she hands it to Tav, the Add Contact screen displayed. "I hope this isn't too forward, but I'd love to message you when I'm free."

Tav doesn't remember Anika from face, since she was too young at Nexus when they were both practically babies.

"Of course, the night is just beginning here. Most of us are creatures of the night, living until dawn," Nadia remarks with a playful glint in her eyes. However, her playful demeanor quickly shifts when she notices an unexpected photo in Tav's contact information. With a sudden fumble, she accidentally drops her phone on the bar, hastily retrieving it and discreetly tucking it away in her back pocket. A blush creeps across her cheeks as she returns to her duties, hoping to move past the moment swiftly.

Tony wanders from the VIP section to the new venue, keeping an eye on Anika as much as possible. She was utterly fixated on Connor, but that would keep her from noticing his gaze, he hopes. He looks around for the others, spotting first Steven near the sidelines, then the others one by one. He sends out connections to each of them, linking their minds.

Hey guys, It's Charlie. Connor, you said we should talk. Now we can - it took me a hot minute, but I spotted each of you and linked us up. If you focus your thoughts on me, we'll all hear it. A little trick I've been working on, so we can keep in touch even separated a short distance.

As Tav settles onto the plush couch, Selvie leans into her embrace, a soft smile playing on her lips. She enjoys the sensation of Tav's arms around her, feeling safe and cherished in her embrace. With a contented sigh, she relaxes into Tav's lap, her body molding perfectly against hers.

Feeling Tav's lips on her neck sends shivers down Selvie's spine, igniting a gentle warmth that spreads through her body. She tilts her head slightly, offering Tav better access to her neck as she savors the intimate moment they share. "I couldn't agree more," she murmurs in response to Tav's whispered words, her voice filled with affection.

As they settle into each other's arms, the bustling energy of the venue fades into the background, leaving only the two of them in their own private world. Wrapped up in each other's love, they let the night unfold around them, content in the knowledge that they have each other's hearts to come back to whenever they need.

All is perfect until Tav's mind is invaded by Charlie's telepathic message.