Angelo pov
We sat on my reserved table, we started chatting on everything except her name and my work. We chatted about her ex-boyfriend. I was interested in her, not in her personality but her body to be honest.
She lit up the flames of my old s****l interest again. But this time not for sharing her body with someone else. But for me only.
I tried to pretend that I could resist her hottie body, but even my eyes couldn't leave her pink-fuller lips.
I stood up, and glared at her, "would you like to dance?"
She gasped, stunned, "oh me? I don't know how to dance?"
"why? I bet you're so spoiled and did nothing in your life except having fun and hanging out with your boyfriend." I said immediately, I knew she didn't like that at first but with her gold sexy dress that revealed half of her
