As the music started, he swayed to the left while Faila moved to the right.
"This is a ballroom dance, we are suppose to move in sync."
He grabbed her by the waist and held her tightly. "Try to keep up." He said, tossing her around like she was some kind of toy. "Why drag me to the dance floor when you are a bad dancer?"
Faila stared at him in disbelief. How dare he call her a bad dancer when he was well aware that she had attended one of the best dance schools across the whole kingdoms.
"I'm not a bad Dan..."
He swept her off her feet without warning, spinning her round so fast that when he dropped her, she staggered backwards like a drunk.
Kieran waited until she was close to the floor before catching her.
