CHAPTER 37

William looked at Rose's wet body with passion. He looked at the body from head to toe. Not a single part of Rose's body he missed. Every now and then he swallowed his saliva, holding back the passion for love that was already passionate.

  Her wet clothes made her body clearly visible, clearly showing Rose's curves, which were so tempting to be touched and enjoyed by men.

  "Hi, Miss Rose," he said.

  "M-sir Will—ah… I'm going down—" she was cut off when William pulled her hand back to keep Rose on the dance floor. "Sir-"

  "Why don't you continue?"

  "I-I'm going down—"

  "Keep going."

  "Who are you to command me?" she hissed.

  William pulled her closer and whispered to her. "Don't be arrogant, young lady. Think about your boyfriend if he knows his girlfriend is dancing and flirting with men," he threatened and kissed Rose's cheek.

  "Damn it!"