Chapter 127

As Shannon danced, she felt a hand on her arm. She turned to see a strange man, his eyes fixed on her in a way that made her uncomfortable.

"What do you want?" she asked, her voice sharp.

The man smiled a lecherous grin that made her skin crawl. "I just wanted to ask you to dance," he said, his voice oily and slimy.

"No," Shannon said, trying to pull away from him. But he held on to her arm, his grip like iron.

One moment, he was trying to hold her waist to dance with her, the next, she felt him flying across the crowd as he landed with a loud sound on the floor. Everybody attention landed on the dude.

As she turned to look at who had throwned the perverted guy, nevertheless, she caught sight of that same man that she had fallen in love with, that same man that made her came down to the bar.

That same man that cause her pains, but yet still gave her joy.

"Ryan?" she stuttered as her eyes was tipsy.

She watched in her tipsy state as Ryan walked toward the man, then she sudde