The music was playing loudly. Geto was on the dance floor, sipping a drink, looking around, his usual cool and serious demeanor. He couldn't stop staring at a beautiful woman dancing, you. You had already exchanged several glances, which drove him crazy.

He continued sipping his drink and his gaze fell on you once more. Coincidentally, you were already looking at him, and you smiled at him. His cheeks turned slightly red while his face remained calm, drinking. How could such a beautiful woman be interested in him?

He couldn't help but smile slightly, looking you up and down.