Chapter 87

KIERA STEVENS’S POV

Minutes afterwards, I went back to my seat as the music ended. However, I was welcomed with his cold, expressionless face. I tried to soothe his anger,

“Hey, it was just a dance. Are you seriously mad because of this?”

He glared back at me angrily,

“Have you ever danced with me?”

I was truly speechless. He was jealous because he didn’t get the chance to dance with me but others did. I grabbed onto his arms, dragged him up to the dance floor again as I didn’t want him to get angry with me right before I left the town.

“Let’s dance then!”

A slow, passionate song began to echo in the background. My colleagues were all teasing me, some of them whistled when they saw us dancing together. The fire in his eyes finally melted as he paid attention to his steps. His broad arms were wrapped around my waist, tugging me closer intimately.

My cheeks turned hot when I felt his cock, poking lightly. God… was this man so easily turn