CHAPTER FIFTY SEVEN

Alex slowly gulped down, as he stared at the lady standing before him. She wasn't Luna.

He didn't know why a part of him had felt like the dancer was her. Now that he found out that the dancer was actually a stranger, he felt weird about touching her the way he did.

"You wanted to see my face, there it is. I was with the mask because I didn't want anyone to recognise me in the club, but you've made me remove it now," she said while looking straight into his eyes.

The dancer didn't look angry or anything. Instead, she looked like she was a bit interested in Alex. Well, who wouldn't be?

"You..." He started talking, but he stopped and stared at her. He wanted to tell her that she could leave, but he quickly threw that thought aside. He had a better idea.

"Where do you live?"

"I live far away from here. I'm only here to work and that's all."

Alex sighed and looked away from her for a second, before looking back at her. "Okay. We are going to spend the night