As they entered, Kyle couldn't help but compare it with Soul Bar.

Same sort of atmosphere with its loud music, grinding dancers, and so forth. He wouldn't be surprised if someone came over to invite him / them into their private VIP room or something.

As if on cue, someone really did come over towards them.

It was, regrettably, a guy. Around the early twenties, wearing rather high-end clothes, so Kyle knew he was one of those rich kids. Whether it was his own or his parents, Kyle wouldn't know yet until he gets to know the person more.

The way his eyes seem to land on Kay, though, made Kyle narrow his eyes at him and reach out to put his arms possessively around her waist again. Kay smirked at Kyle's actions, knowing that he was being overly protective.

[It's okay, brother. I can handle him]

Kyle snorted, mainly at himself because he knew he was being unreasonable but he couldn't help it. Kay had already been taking her self-defense classes and have been training with the Team whenever they were free.

He, himself, had been sparring with her and he was well aware that she could take care of herself. More so since he's here as well. Still, he couldn't help that sense of protectiveness that arose within him. He wanted nothing more than to roll her up in cotton and keep her safe and sound from the world.

[Remember, I was taught all of this when we were going to be doing that Honey Trap two years ago] Kay continued, her mental voice softer, [I may have failed miserably then, but I truly have learned a lot since then]

Kyle sighed.

The best lesson in life is, well, life. Failure is part and parcel of life and learning from it is what defines you. Improves you. Kay may have taken a huge setback then, and she picked herself up. Worked harder, improved herself.

He was the one that had to learn to let go, for otherwise, her growth and improvement would be stunted.

But do you know how hard it is for him to actually do that? He'd rather run into a burning building than sit back and watch his sister go into danger. Or take risks. Kyle clenched his teeth hard, hiding the glint of frustration in his eyes as he turned to look elsewhere.

[Urgh. Fine. But if he goes overboard, he's going to get it from me] Kyle growled in his mind.

[Only after I am done with him] Kay replied [or them].

Kyle rolled his eyes internally. One was not enough?! He reluctantly let go of Kay's waist, but not before he kissed her cheek and whispered, "Be good."

Kay smiled as she raised an eyebrow at him, saying back, "I'm the one who should be saying that to you."

Kyle laughed low at that, and they turned to face the guy who had now reached them.

"Hi, the name's Jaxon," the guy said smoothly, his eyes mainly focusing on Kay, "Care to dance?"

Jaxon knew that the two in front of him were a couple - their intimate actions showed that clearly. However, he was also hoping that unlike most locals who were very possessive boyfriends, that this guy would be much more open to any guy flirting with their girl.

After all, he was a foreigner that had a much more open mind about relationships. Having an 'open' relationship was the best for Jaxon for he could have fun with various women without making any commitments.

Jaxon was blissfully unaware of his misconceptions and naivety about 'foreign couples'. Just because the guy didn't chain the girl next to him did not mean that they weren't possessive. Of course, the fact that Kyle wasn't Kay's boyfriend never entered his calculations.

Kay looked at Jaxon, the dance floor. It wasn't too crowded and the music was an upbeat one. She smiled, then replied, "Sure."

She turned to Kyle, giving him a much more breathtaking smile that made Jaxon's breath hitch. She placed a hand on his chest, saying, "I'll be back. Be good, okay?"

Kyle's mouth twitched.

Xing Han, who had been completely mesmerized by the entire scene around him, finally came up next to them and said excitedly, "This place is soooooo awesome. Wait. Kay. Where are you going?"

Kay started walking away when Xing Han said that and she pointed to the dance floor.

"OoooOooOo!!" Xing Han was practically bouncing and shamelessly joined her, putting his arm around Kay's shoulders, "Come on. Let's move it, move it. I like to move it, move it!"

Kay laughed, and as they walked off, she introduced Xing Han to Jaxon (who was glaring at the third wheel). Kyle watched this with a smile. Xing Han, the shield.

Kyle looked around the place for an empty spot to occupy but didn't seem to see any. His gaze landed on the upper floors, but he couldn't see much. Thus, he headed over there.

As he was walking up the spiral staircase to go up, he felt his a*s being groped and squeezed from behind. Kyle stopped, one foot on the top steps and the other still on the lower step. He turned slowly, his face with a soft half-smile and his eyes closed slightly.

He saw a skimpily dressed woman who's breasts looked like they were ready to pop out of that low cut dress and she was looking at him with these 'come hither' eyes while biting her lower lips.

Kyle had no doubt that if he brought her to a room right there and then, he'd be having one heck of a time in bed. She was practically drooling there, anticipating some great boom-kacha-wow-wow time as she continued to grope his a*s.

He took that hand, pulled her up so that she stood on the higher step. Leaning forward, he brought his lips to her ear, he said softly, "My a*s is expensive,"