A silence could be seen in the room. Nobody dared to utter a sound, their whole focus on the girl standing confidently in the stage.
Elegance dripping from her attire, the confidence look in her eyes seemed to be screaming, "I know you want me but I am above of all."
Nobody saw someone pole dancing in such an elegant attire before. It almost felt like an art, a dance done by the goddess of love herself.
The way her curves moved and eyes traced everyone with confidence, nobody would ever imagine her to a insecure girl, even in their dream.
They have known her to be one of the most confident people they have ever seen.
When she finished dancing, everyone's eyes were still glued to her. Their mouth were open.
Her moves were seducing yet powerful.
"I never thought I would feel this inferior yet so seduced at the same time," someone from the crowd said and the person sitting next to him nodded his head, agreeing.
