"Your injury…"
Enna Clark was worried about the wound on his back.
However, Baron Lawrence firmly grasped her hand; his eyes shone like stars amid the fireflies, becoming even more dazzling. When he looked at her like that, it was as if there was a vortex in those eyes, capable of sucking one in!
"Don't worry about it, just follow my steps!"
His voice was husky, sensual!
As if it had the power to hypnotize!
Enna involuntarily followed his dance steps, led by him, spinning, then spinning again…
The fireflies were within reach, and sometimes they would even accidentally touch them while waltzing under the 'starlight' of tiny white and dark green sparks. Her gaze was always attracted to the man holding her hand.
In that moment, Enna finally understood what a female star had once gossiped on the set when she was an extra—men like Baron Lawrence, if they wanted to, could captivate one's attention completely!
Back then, she thought it was an exaggeration.