LAURA'S POV

It was time for the dance, and I knew just what I wanted.

As I moved to the dance floor, I could feel pairs of eyes burning holes into my skin.

One belonged to my man. I could recognize his intense gaze because it did something sweet to my insides. The other belonged to the girl under the mask. I held her gaze, and her unfamiliar eyes made me curious.

*Who is she? She's with Mikoy, and that makes her an enemy of mine.*

Lastly, I held Mikoy's dirty gaze as I swayed my hips to the ...