The masked lady

/Eros’ POV/

“The next coming in is the Richest farmer, the one-time guest in attendance, Eros Achilles Lycaon.”

The moment they announced, my heart started beating erratically, I don’t know why but my beast kept on howling in happiness making me question what was happening, I looked around and tried inhaling deeper whether I would be able to catch anyone’s enticing scent but I couldn’t, so I raised my held up and kept on walking.

I kept on hearing whisperings and gushing from ladies about how handsome and sexy I was, I could see the men's jaws ticking because of how their partners were eyeraping me, but my eyes were only fixated on the woman at my front with a wine-coloured dress showing her perfectly shaped ass, her pretty legs adorned in very sexy heels which brought out the beauty of having long legs.

Her hand was interlocked with another man’s hand, my beast yearned to claw off his hands but I had to restrict myself from doing such because I didn’t know where the sense of entitle