Augustine POV
I turned again to look by my side but Rose was not there. I panicked for an instant before my eyes landed on her. Hypnotized by her movements, my gaze didn’t want to shift at all.
Twirling on the dance floor, dressed as an angel was my maiden. She was a mix of innocence and naughtiness; I don’t know which side to pick. Deciding not to wait anymore, I slid by her side and winked.
The blush that crept her face made my heart beat faster. At this rate, I had no clue if I would survive without kissing her tonight.
Bringing my lips near to her ear, I whispered, “You wanna dance, Maiden?”
She widened her eyes for a split second and nodded several times, making me chuckle.
Like an innocent little lamb.
Then why are you dressed like a vixen, Rose? Why do you want to drive me
