Chapter Seventeen

Hue's mood was black as coal as he watched Sasha glide across the dance floor with Jonathan Leo. The actor's hand rested on her waist, pulling her close as they moved in perfect harmony to the music. The sight made Hue's blood boil. He clenched his fists at his sides, resisting the urge to storm over and drag Sasha away from Jonathan. How could she dance so effortlessly with another man? It infuriated him, especially when he considered that she was his fiancée. Yet, she seemed to be enjoying herself far too much with Jonathan.

And now, to make matters worse, Sasha was deep in conversation with some older man. Hue couldn't make out who he was, but how Sasha was engaged in the discussion only fueled his irritation. He fumed silently, wondering what they could possibly be talking about. Was she discussing their future? Or worse, was she complaining about him?

As Hue's thoughts churned with jealousy, he suddenly felt a hand on his chest. The touch was soft, teasing, as fingers lightly bru