Ashley stood there looking at the man, uncertain whether she should accept his hand or not.
She knew every eye was currently focusing on her, and her one wrong move can a problem for Tristan. It was his day, and she didn't want to wrong anyone.
Though she felt a little discomfort with the way this golden mask man bore his eyes at her, she still maintained her composure.
Putting on a smile, she accepted his hand. Just one dance and then she would leave; with this thought, she walked back onto the dance floor with this unknown man.
As they continued to dance, Ashley could feel his gaze on her. At first, she wanted to ignore him, but when she still felt him looking at her, she couldn't stop but stare back at him in anger.
The moment their eyes met, she saw his lips curled up into a smile, and she heard him say," Don't worry, I won't bite."
