Chapter 39: Dancing with Danger

ANNABEL

The club was fucking beautiful. As I looked around, the chandeliers hung in the air like they were floating on magic, bright colored lights that made my eyes dance with wonder. 

The air was thick with the smell of expensive wine, alcohol and drugs, mixed with sweat and that electric energy that made my skin tingle. 

The screams were intense, people grinding against each other like they were trying to disappear into each other's ...