My Sweet Seduction novel Chapter 7

I JUST CLOSED my eyes and continued dancing but was immediately dilated when someone held me. “What are you doing here?”

Instead of answering, he took off his coat and covered my body.

“You’re drunk!” he shouted because the music is too loud.

“No, I’m not!” I felt his hand on my wrist, and I was stunned. My heart was pounding.

“Bestie, we have a problem. Carrick is here!” I heard Cindy say, and I succumbed to her tow as we saw Carrick approaching.

“Hello, love! What are you doing here?” Cindy asked with wide eyes.

“The group decided to continue the bachelor’s party here,” he replied and kissed his fiancée on the cheek.

“You should not be here!” Cindy muttered.

“It’s alright, love. They seem happy to see us,” Carrick replied before glancing at some of his companions.

I looked to his companions. I think they are at ten. Some of them are familiar.

“Okay, love,” Cindy agreed before hugging her groom and giving him a kiss on the lips.

Suddenly people shouted as the host introduced the newcomers.

Then I look for Lawrence. I saw him sitting at the high stool in front of the bar while drinking a glass of vodka.

My heart almost stopped. I was overwhelmed when his dark eyes and authoritative aura hit me. I couldn’t stand his hot stare, so I quickly cut my gaze to it and looked for the way to the comfort room.

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WHEN I RETURNED, I sat right next to Cindy in front of Carrick’s guests. I stared at them. I was familiar with Jocko, the son of one of our business partners, and Lawrence, right in front of me.

I shifted on my seat uncomfortably. Until now, I can still feel the heat of his stares at me.

“Bro, introduce us to your partner.”

I glanced at Carrick, who turned his face at me.

“Guys, I’d like you to meet Margaux Collins, my fiancée’s best friend,” said Carrick.

Then they started introducing one by one until someone extended a hand to me.

“Hi! I’m Peter Monteverde. Nice to meet you, Margaux.”

“Nice to meet you too, Peter,” I replied. I couldn’t help but gasp because of the tightness of his grip on my hand.

I looked at him. He is handsome. His eyes were pale with his white color, his lips were redder—and I think absolutely soft—and his nose seemed to be perfect. His haircut gave him a stronger appeal.

I slowly pulled my hands from his grip and smiled.

The night deepened. Almost everyone in the room was already dancing. Carrick and Cindy were also there, and they were in charge of the dance floor.

Peter approached me again. “Hi! Will you dance with me?” he asked in a resonant voice.

For a moment, my gaze flew to Lawrence. He had been quiet the whole night. I did not have a chance to talk to him and return the coat I’m still wearing tonight.

I finally turned to Peter, who had already held out his hand to me.

“Sure,” I answered.