Chapter 9 The Threat

• A slow smile spread across my lips as I looked at Mr and Mrs Russo swaying to the music. Oh, how I wish I had what they had.
• My heart ached as I watched their grey streaks bounce around as they dominated the dance floor. Suddenly, I felt a gentle tap on my shoulder. It was Zion standing in a green three-piece tuxedo, grinning as he bowed dramatically for a dance.
• It was hard to say no because of how alluring he always looked. Especially when he smiled, it wasn’t anything I was used to. This wasn’t the usual smirk I got from Ace, this was a genuine smile that made butterflies appear in my heart.