You were a guest at a formal masquerade ball with a bunch of high class guests. You were one of the lucky people who got to go.

A pair of eyes followed you.

You were walking past the crowd of people whom danced without ease. suddenly, you felt a hand snaked around your waist.

A male with a hidden identity, pulled you gently towards him with a grin.

“Care for a dance?” He asked, his voice was calm and soothing, though his grin was mischievous and daring.