Chapter 33 - Grace Stewart

Grace POV

The door opens on Dash’s side of the car and he steps out and immediately; I hear several people shouting his name. Dash offers me his hand and I take it, stepping out of the car. The flash from the cameras makes the night look like day, and I narrow my eyes, trying to protect them.

Dash’s hand stays in mine and he gently squeezes as he looks at me, smiling, before he positions us on the red carpet to pose for the photos. “Smile,” he whispers, and I do as he says. Several minutes later, we walk up to the door where the bouncer opens a red door and we step inside.

“Mask,” I hear someone say behind us and I look over my shoulder to see a woman wearing a beautiful latex red dress handing me a white mask that matches my dress and a red one matching Dash’s suit and shirt.

I have never seen him look so sexy as he is today. His 3 pieces black suit with his blood-red shirt hugs every muscle on his body, making him look even more desirable than he already is. I can see all eyes on