Chapter 928

Layla’s POV

His words weren’t forceful, yet they felt like a calling.

As if I was meant to stand up.

As if I was meant to take his hand.

Before I knew it, my body moved on its own.

Jason’s sharp intake of breath beside me didn’t go unnoticed, but I didn’t look at him. I didn’t even think…I simply stood as the man reached out and took my hand in his.

His touch sent a strange warmth through me.

He led me gently, his hand now resting lightly on my waist as he guided me toward the center of the ballroom.

The world around me faded as the music swelled.

And as I looked up into the eyes of the masked stranger, my heart pounded with an emotion I couldn’t quite name.

The moment his hand found my waist, the world around me blurred into insignificance, I was like…damn… who's this man that has the power to control my body.

The music swayed, a slow, enchanting melody that wrapped around us like an invisible thread