Malik's povWe are in Chicago, in the party exactly, looking around in order to find that spy but he is nowhere here. The music was nice, the people were enjoying themselves, having a nice chat with each other and dancing of course.I felt so bored, she huffed for the third time and I'm sure she's bored too. Let's lighten this with a dance maybe!?One with a gun. The other with a knife. Both weapons behind our backs. I reminded myself" May I have this dance?" I asked her" No." She replied in hatred tone" We can pretend to like each other just for a bit, don't you think?"She shook her head, " No, haha you flatter yourself."I pulled her closer and whispered in her ear, " Come on, I know you know how to dance, darling."She glared at me, " Of course I know how to dance but I would never with you-"I interrupted her,"You must. I insist that you dance with me."She was about to continue protesting when I grabbed her waist and dipped her. As our hands locked, I felt a lifetime of bitte
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