Feel the Way You Feel, My Love

Did I say something to piss him off?

Before Natalie could think of an answer to that, the birthday banquet began.

Dressed in a pure white suit, Sean descended the stairs from the second floor. He accepted the microphone a waiter handed to him before moving to the small stage set up nearby. He gave a short speech, thanking everyone for their attendance and well-wishes.

When he was done, it was time for dancing.

As Sean was the birthday boy and also the host, he would have to open up the dance floor.

All the single females present stared at him eagerly, hoping he would select them to be his dance partner. To their immense disappointment, he set down the microphone and headed toward Natalie.

“May I invite you to a dance, beautiful miss?” Sean held his hand out in invitation, a smile playing on his lips.

Natalie could feel the pressure of the envious gazes coming from the other women.

In truth, she really did not want to dance with him. However, today was his birthday. It was not right for her to refuse. Left without any other choice, she had to accept his invitation.

“It would be my honor!” She curtsied at him before placing her hand on his palm gently.

Curling his fingers over hers, Sean led her toward the empty space in the middle of the room.

flowed out the moment they stepped into the clearing and

moved to circle them, watching

Jasmine were standing at

his birthday banquet

from her grip. He ignored

them around and took that chance to glance over

up into a wicked smirk. The hand he had placed around Natalie’s

anger when

he grabbed Jasmine’s wrist and pulled her toward the

the other guests in

blood between Shane and Sean

in everything. Despite that, it was still rather unexpected that they would try to

want to dance with me?” Jasmine asked.

of agreement. He extended his hand to

elation that Shane actually wanted to dance

before slowly making their way

Shane. Ms. Jasmine.” Natalie smiled at them in

noticing Shane and Jasmine, Sean