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He was skinny with his 6'2" height, but I didn't dare let myself underestimate what was hidden beneath the Versace gold-and-white silk dress shirt that was unbuttoned down enough for me to get a glimpse of his muscled chest. His gold Gucci belt stood out with its white leather strap and golden buckle with the brand's symbol against his white pants.
He stood out like a highlighter and was the complete opposite of my black attire vibes, and yet I felt as though we'd do more than just connect with one another.
We'd melt together like glue and get lost in the music together.
When we reached one another, it was as though everyone was holding their breath - waiting for something to happen. The world seemed to fade away as I was drawn into the scent of delicate cologne that made me wonder if he tried to hide the true lethal vibes I caught onto from afar.
That intrigued me as my lips curl when we're inches away from one another, the two of us admiring the other for a few more seconds before he finally graced me with an intro.
"Saint Alexander," he introduced with a sexy smirk that had my full attention as I caught onto his teeth. The two front teeth were gold while the rest were brilliant white. That was an intriguing trait which told me this man had a whole lot of secrets buried underneath his pure appearance. "Haven't seen you around before."
"Something tells me you're new." I decided to play along. "Willow."
"Willow. A gorgeous name." He licked his lips slowly while moving around me. I moved along with him, making sure not to get caught with my back turned around him until I knew he wasn't going to kill me in some sort of way. "Where's your man? He clearly marked you up."
Definitely a wolf.
There was no doubt about it now that he revealed catching onto Onyx's scent.
"Busy." I shrugged. "A girl’s just gotta do her own thing to let the time pass."
Saint chuckled, the saucy sound leaving me in a tingling mess that I'd never experienced with anyone other than Onyx, and his eyes took me in slowly as he offered his hand. I swore a few people gasped at the action, but that was my hypersensitive hearing working overtime as the music boomed even louder, as if the DJ was trying to mute our words.
Actions always speak louder than words.
"Silly move on his part. Shouldn't leave a woman alone on the dance floor."
"Aren't you in the least worried about him coming over here?"
"Nah." He shook his head. His widened smile was followed with him reaching for my hand himself. His touch sent sparks of lust through me while his eyes brightened with hints of gold that began to spread further into his white orbs, reminding me of a snow globe full of blizzard flakes. "Compared to the rest of the men with balls around here, I actually enjoying being kicked and abused for breaking the rules."
He twirled me around until my back was pressed against his chest, and boy did that make me smile as I felt the accents of his six-pack and the bump in his pants that seemed to grow the longer it got comfortable pressed against my ass.
"What if it costs you your life?" I inquired as he leaned right in close and his hand moved down my side while mine was still in his grasp with his arm hooked around me.
"That's a sacrifice I'm willing to make, Willow, though I'm confident a new kid like me would wiggle out of any situation."
I laughed at his confidence while we began to move to the rhythm of the music. I felt alive, as if this were the ring where my heart beat with purpose, beads of sweat dripping down my body as all the attention of the crowd was on me.
Only this time, I wasn't using my fists, strength, and boiling anger to destroy the enemy facing me. Now, I was using my femininity to dance with a complete stranger. I couldn't help the feeling of empowerment.
We danced and danced, and I soon gave up on the idea of Onyx coming to break us apart. He’d had his moment and had to be focused on business, which left me here to have fun while I could. Who knew if I'd meet this man again, but it would be a damn shame if I didn’t.
We danced for five songs before my phone vibrated in my bra. The music shifted to a slow beat, which made Saint twirl me around once more until I was pressed against him and his arm was hooked right around my waist. We stared into each other's eyes for a long moment, the sparks of desire as obvious as oil dropping into a cup of water.
"It was fun, Saint, but I have to make my grand exit."
He gave me a pout of those tempting lips that I somewhat craved to bite, his expression as if he'd just lost a game. I giggled and leaned in closer. "Remember my name and maybe we'll play this game again," I assured him before I pulled away.
"Does that mean I can't have your number?" he taunted as I turned around to give him a final look. I noticed the three obvious men in black approaching this man in white and gold.
Poor guy.
"You already have my scent," I reasoned and gave him a saucy wink, which was so out of character. "Have fun tonight and hope to bump into you again if you survive."
With those words and a blow of a kiss, I turned away and headed towards the exit, moving my hips with every step I took while those peering at me moved out of the way for me while eyeing my boldness.
Onyx is going to beat my ass until I'm red and sore. Hmm. It'll be worth it. I should sleep early tonight...but I really need to punch a few dickheads. Sigh. I'm addicted to the ring and the dance floor. This is why Aurelia warned me to be a good girl and follow rules, but do I listen? Nope. Saint Alexander. Fuck, that's a hot name.
