Author's note: this is from Calista's point of view
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The man I danced with was handsome. His dark brown hair was slicked back, and he had that confidence I wanted to break.
He twirled me expertly and I licked my fangs while imagining how good he will taste.
I could smell the assistant-guy before he approached us, and he grabbed my partner's shoulder.
"Scram…", Sergio growled menacingly, and I froze.
My partner's eyes darted from me to Sergio's in confusion for a moment before he lifted his hands in surrender.
"I didn't know she was taken…" And he disappeared into the crowd.
I couldn't believe this. That was my meal!
"What do you think you are doing?", I hissed at Sergio.
He looked at me and smirked. "The guy has no clue about dancing, so I thought of sparing you of that misery."
My frustration was rising. "Who do you think you are?"
