Shea didn't want to date anybody. The way they got along really made her feel like he could be a good friend for her.

Looking at him becoming serious, the danger signs flickered in her head. So she became serious and asked, "I have a plan for us. Would you dare to try it?"

The known stranger agreed to it, "I'm in."

Shea felt like he actually knew what she was up to but she couldn't help it.

If she turns him down and they become friends, she knew well he would still be interested in dating her and that would complicate the things between them.

She just wants to focus on her training and join the master's in medicals without getting attached to anybody who could weigh her down with responsibilities.

"The day we meet next time will be our first date. No looking for each other. If we are fated, we will go with the flow." She said it off.

As she thought he did catch her real thought but he didn't reveal it and made her uncomfortable. He gave her a friendly hug as he whispered, "And fate is cruel."

And he left without looking back at her.

Shea sighed a deep one thinking, 'We could have really been good friends you know. Why did you have to bring up a date?'

She went towards the bar counter, not really happy with her mood.

Shawn, who had played for forty-five minutes, was at the bar counter where ladies were giggling covering the whole counter swooning at his tricks as a bartender ignoring the rest of the bartenders.

The manager was exhausted from trying to disperse the girls to other bartenders; there were too many customers on Shawn.

Still, Shawn was a great host who had a flirting smile while he pushed the galaxy cocktail on the countertop towards a young beautiful customer.

A few girls shrieked at the color-changing cocktail and the lady blushed heavily with Shawn's flattering, "A magical drink for the enchanting beauty."

The manager controlled laughing because Shawn served her the drink which was a replica of the lady's bodycon dress.

From the shoulder of the dress to the hem, the dress had violet, dark blue, dark pink, red, orange, and yellow. And the drink had exact colors.

One might think he was complimenting her but the reality was he was telling her that she looks too gaudy to believe.

Shea, who was looking for an empty seat, paused and her eyes scanned the man at the counter. The trousers and white sweater did look amazing on his body but it was a big NO for a DJ to wear it.

She always saw the DJ in very funky, loud styles and colors. And this man indeed piqued her interest to know him by completely forgetting the man she had danced till last minute.

Taking the nearest possible seat, she placed her order at the other bartender for her drink watching Shawn whose tiny smirk was making the girls blush.

She saw the girls trying to get his attention by showing off their big busts and coquettishly speaking. Yet the man was all cool without his eyes hovering anywhere but face unless anybody asked him how they were looking.

Shea chuckled when he was lying on their faces and they would end up grabbing more drinks than usual.

Watching him, Shea didn't realize how many drinks she gulped down her throat and she was slightly tipsy.

She slipped her heels and stood on the counter calling Shawn, freaking out the other bartenders, "Hey Prince..."

Shawn who turned to the lady involuntarily stepped towards her when her body slightly swayed before she steadied herself.

Shawn cued the guards to be on standby behind her as he tried to make her understand, "Miss, why don't you have a seat and place your order?"

Shea was aware she was slightly drunk. She shook her head and breathed slowly balancing herself. "I think I drank too much." She accepted trying to collect herself.

Bartenders: "..."

She threw her hands towards Shawn, "Help me down..." Seeing Shawn unmoving, "Please..." She added politely.

The women on the other side grounded their teeth seeing a stunning lady grab Shawn's attention away from them.

Shawn twirled his finger in the air as he went closer to help her, "Please turn around, you have to get down that side."

Anyway, Shea held his shoulder and jumped inside. All thought she was going to throw herself on Shawn but she went near the counter where Shawn was standing before while preparing drinks.

She looked around curiously as she asked him, "How to make mint mojito? I need to clear my mind." Her voice was a sincere request.

Shawn saw the ladies slowly going away assuming to themselves that he was going to spend time with the new attractive lady.

Then his eyes returned the hazel eyes which were hazily blinking at him. It took him a few seconds to look away from her clear gaze before deciding to help her out.

He taught her how to use the bar tools and placed a glass of mojito in front of her. She followed his steps and prepared another one in no time and placed it in front of him.

"Bill this is on me." She sweetly said before she started drinking hers.

The manager who witnessed everything giggled looking at Shawn watching the mojito prepared by a customer for himhistorical

She whispered, "Shawn sir, this is my first time witnessing this." She meant a lady offering him mojito instead of expensive alcohol.

Anyway, their thought wasn't accurate. After Shea made sure she was on clear senses, she saw Shawn and smirked. "You don't look like DJ." She had a smile to die for.

The manager: "..."

She chose to leave quickly as the winding-up started.

Shawn watched her little face. Always seeing many girls trying to get his attention, he could guess their actions. Judging by her reactions, he realized she actually doesn't know who he is.

He asked back to know what was in the store and she was quite interesting for him, especially her eyes, "Then who do I look like?"

Shea looked at him for a few seconds. She tried to find a word that would perfectly suit his look but ended up uttering, "A Prince..."

Then she went closer to him as she added suggestively, "... who needs to be spoiled all night." Her voice trailed away when she was near his ear.

Due to his identity, the women in Mocon try to get his attention and give him hints that they are ready to get on his bed.

Half of them usually keep an ulterior motive to climb the status. So this lady in front of him skipping every norm and jumping straight to ask him out, surprised him causing him to have a proper look at her.

Designer Jovian dress, diamond rings, branded watch, delicate frame, and curves. A glance was enough for him to catch the details as he glanced behind her. An expensive handbag and all looked original.

He knew she wasn't looking for a status climb but fun for the night. She looked perfect for his one night who won't trouble him later.

Shea thought she might not be as per his taste or he might have a partner looking at his expressionless face. It wasn't like she was dying to sleep with a man so she shrugged.

"Check please..." She said as she climbed the countertop instead of going around the bar counters as she wasn't wearing her heels.