Weakness in my Heart

Brielle POV

Just as I was about to go away, he dragged me towards the centre of the room.

"I don't want to." He whined, turning around to look for his companion.

"Oh, come on." I am beyond frustrated now.

"Not before you dance with me." Even though he was drunk, I could see the glint in his eyes.

"What the hell! I'm not dancing with you. Now please let me go, " I tried to yank my arm away, but he held me so tightly against him.

"Then I'm not letting you go." Now, where is that cute girl? " He searched around the room.

My foot, cute girl

I was beyond frustrated, not wanting to be near him even for a second anymore.

He smirked and pushed me closer to his body. I ended up crashing on his chest and scowling at him. He slipped his hands down to my waist and yanked me even further. I yelled and placed a hand on his chest to maintain at least some distance. My body froze when his hand lowered from the waist to the curve of my hips.

"Relax." He lowered his head to whisper in my ear, his voice