Night of Destiny (Anastasia and Elliot) novel Chapter 629

Katrina had originally intended to take the chance to flirt with the insanely handsome guy next to her, but the cold aura that he exuded made her back off.

On the other hand, she noticed that the man had his eyes intently on the girl in the red dress, and there was a complicated look in his eyes. Just then, he stood up and strode toward that girl.

Sophia was nearly about to put her hand into Jacob’s palm when, all of a sudden, her half-outstretched hand was forcefully grabbed hold of by someone, and a cold male voice rang out, “I’m her dance partner.”

Surprised, Sophia turned around. Arthur? What’s he doing here? Jacob was stunned at that point. After all, his prey was snatched from in front of him, so clearly, he was feeling quite unhappy about that.

“Sir, I heard from Sophia that you’re not her boyfriend. She has promised to dance with me.” Jacob maintained his graciousness as he spoke up.

“Yes, that’s right. I’m not her boyfriend, indeed. I’m her master and she’s my servant.” Arthur curled his lips into a smile, and he wrapped his other hand around her waist domineeringly as he maintained a typical dancing stance.

Meanwhile, Sophia’s face flushed red as she thought, Can he not mention to the crowd that I’m his servant?! This is so embarrassing.

Jacob instantly turned to look at Sophia and spoke up for her bravely, “Sophia, did he threaten you? Don’t worry. I’ll protect you. You just have to let me know what he has done to you.”

Frankly, Sophia didn’t wish for Jacob to up stand for her at the moment, so she smiled awkwardly, “Jacob, thanks for the offer. I promised to be his servant for one year. We…”

Before she could finish her sentence,

suddenly, she felt pressure from the hand around her waist, and she found herself falling into Arthur’s arms. Their bodies were tightly pressed against each other.

Sophia’s heart thudded frantically, and she could smell a slight woody scent in her nostrils. The crisp and fresh smell was enchanting.

“Focus on the dance,” Arthur warned her. Subsequently, he stretched out his hand and lifted the other hand as Sophia was treated like a little puppet while he exerted force. He manipulated her as she twirled around the original spot before ending up back in his arms.

Instantly after that, he leaned forward.

At that point, their faces were so close to each other that their breaths became connected.

Sophia’s face was as red as a tomato by then, and she thought, Isn’t he always so high and mighty? Didn’t he say he wasn’t interested in my ordinary looks? What’s going on right now?