Chapter 254. Dance Floor

Chantel Raven

I feel my hair brush against the cool tile before he pulls me back up. His hands slide all over my body, and it takes all in me not to throw up right now.

"Was it really hard?" He asks me after the dancing.

"It was. I despised every second of it," I replied, grimacing at the memory.

Damon smiles and places a kiss on my cheek. I braced myself, expecting him to kiss me. I'm shocked he didn't, and I wonder why. Whatever it was, I am relieved he didn't.

"Damon!" one of the men inside shouts. It's a happy, "haven't seen you in a long time," yell. Damon pushes me along to greet the man.

"My lady," the man bows before reaching for my hands and kissing them. Damon and I are both irritated by his touch. He glares at the man before letting go of my hand.

"You two looked quite lovely out there," the man praises, his dark-blond almost brown hair resembling