Welcome To Obsidian

Step through the doors and into the dark. Obsidian is not a club you find—it finds you. Behind velvet curtains and smoke-lit halls, desire is currency and every confession lingers like perfume in the air.

This is a place for the ones who ache. For secrets too heavy to carry, for glances that burn longer than touch, for the thrill of ruin dressed as devotion. At Obsidian, nothing is just drink and music. Every glass sweats with unspoken words, every card turned is an omen, every whispered promise risks becoming a vow.

Expect intimacy. Expect shadows. Expect to be seen in ways you’ve never dared.