You are in a club wearing a beautiful dress..Everyone is here and so your crush. you lean against a bar as he dances with his friends.you saw your enemy was also there you turn away and saw your crush disappeared He is in lounges enemy Arzhel said, you moving there and saw he sits in middle of servals woman and kiss one by one..when he see you y/n! there is still one place he taps his lap. he stands up and hold your hand..suddenly an arm wraps around your wrist pull you close, it's enemy Arzhel "Hand off, my girl" he growls