Pampered by the Demon

His handsome face was coated by the dreamy light from the crystal lamp, which looked more glamorous.

In Scarlett’s eyes, he was a Satan from hell burning with raging flames of vengeance.

She felt inexplicably wronged.

It was he who suddenly kissed her.

He had also misled Richard into boasting.

Like a mighty winner who stood above all, he had deeply hurt her and Richard.

But it was this guy who glowed with a strong aura showing that “the whole world failed me”.

How could you feel aggrieved when you hurt someone?

“Mike, do you get drunk?”

Scarlett sensed the gazes from all directions. Everyone was staring at Mike who was holding her hands.

“I will let you know if I am sober.”

He suddenly wrapped around her waist. With a little bit of force, she was placed in a position that faced him.

“We are workmates, aren’t we?” His forehead was against hers. His eyes were filled with danger as he held her hands tightly. The ten fingers were intertwined. She got no chance to escape.

In the eyes of outsiders, they looked like a lover preparing to dance.

The band immediately understood and directed a gesture to change into a relatively soft and romantic piece.

“What are you trying to do?” Scarlett was fixed by him and had nowhere to run. She could only follow his steps and ask softly while dancing.

Could Mike get drunk with a mad mind just to dance with her?

“Shut up. Now fulfill your duty and dance with me!”

No matter what happened between the two of them, outsiders considered it a sweet scene.

The soft and affectionate music was a perfect match for the warm light of the luxurious Swarovski lamp.

The tall and handsome man was dancing with a little charming woman. Everyone could not help but focus on them.

Their identity didn’t matter at this moment.

Even with no identity, the well-matched figure and close relationship were enough to attract everyone’s attention.

Scarlett didn’t dance as beautifully as the others looked.

Once she had been strictly trained on social dances for a long time, so it was natural for her to perform such elegant and charming steps.

But at this moment, with her high heels and her dance partner deliberately being tricky, her legs were suffering.

It was not the first time she had danced with Mike.

He used to deliberately comply with her, not letting her feel tired. Only by following his lead, she could dance well.

Now he was full of aura and no longer cared about her feelings with a domineering gesture.

He displayed a series of high-difficulty movements comparable to the international standard dance competition. Scarlett was led by him to show her charm among the crowd, but she was tired.

Her feet began to ache faintly, but this hateful man continued to intensify his actions without mercy.

The two of them were dancing in high spirit, which attracted even more people to join in.

After three consecutive dances, there was already a slight sweat on Scarlett’s forehead.

The pain on her feet reminded her of not dancing anymore.

She made eye contact with Mike to tell him that she was tired.

However, what she got were his arrogant look and more difficult movement.

Mike pretended not to see her hint and turned around to swing Scarlett out with an incomparably handsome movement.

Today, Scarlett was wearing Dior’s black strapless dress with the hem covered with layers of gauze.

With a swing, her skirt was like a blooming black rose, turning into an extremely gorgeous arc in the air. The applause immediately came from the crowd.

Too beautiful!

Mr. Abraham’s movement had already exceeded the highest level of Waltz.

The swing should be done by men, and women only needed to step forward and back.

But he deliberately made things difficult for her, and he did not even turn around to meet her. An ordinary woman was likely to fall.

Mike was waiting for her to show submission. He would immediately take her.

But Scarlett, with a gentle appearance but a sweet disguise, was like a blooming Magnolia denudata in her bones, wild and untamed. She would never easily yield.

Scarlett soon realized that Mike intended to make things difficult for her, so she gritted her teeth.

There was a difficult tilt. Just like a black swan, she fell into his arms gracefully.

Their excellent cooperation made the enthusiastic dance floor rise with instant silence and thunderous applause.

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Scarlett raised her chin proudly.

For so many years, she had been forced by the Lauren family to learn all kinds of the etiquette of the upper class. The international standard dance was no trouble for her.

He was trying to force her. But she had no idea what was wrong with him at the beginning.

She only thought that he had drunk too much and had gone crazy.

When Mike saw her smoothly complete her movements, the displeasure flashed in his eyes.

But soon he stopped and made a pause gesture to the band.

Everyone stopped and waited quietly. They saw that Mike was hugging Scarlett intimately as he said to the band.

“My wife seems to be in a good mood. I think a slow waltz can’t satisfy her. Can the band change to a bull dance?”

Who dared to disobey his words?

Scarlett forced a loath smile, and she wanted to pinch this bad guy because her feet were about to break.

The music sounded and the horn blew out a cheerful rhythm. All the people on the dance floor retreated.

Ordinary people might not be able to catch up with the quick rhythm.

He saw her with deep eyes and waited for her to beg for mercy!

Scarlett was enraged to glare back at him, not wanting to be outdone. She would never submit to the evil!

He knew that she wore high heels, but he deliberately chose such a fast rhythm!

If he wanted to see her make a fool, he was destined to be disappointed!

She took a step back and raised her chin in a beautiful arc. Her proud expression and indignant eyes met his cold eyes.

As the rhythm sounded, the two suddenly approached, and with a visible hot but hateful state, they were chained together, releasing a domineering aura. A fantastic style was overwhelming.

On the huge dance floor, other than the passionate music, there was only the sound of her heels stepping on the floor, and everyone else was silent.

The two of them danced neatly. Together with the march rhythm, their entire bodies burst forth with the aura of a conqueror. He was as handsome as a god that had descended to the mortal world with the powerful aura. Her figure was slight and graceful, yet she refused to budge an inch. Under the envelopment of his powerful aura, she took the lead to show her charm.

A couple-dance required the matched aura of the two, especially the fighting aura of the bull dance. Only Scarlett could handle the aura of Mike.

Some people in the crowd secretly sighed. They didn’t expect that Mrs. Abraham, who looked delicate and petite, had such a fiery aura. The tacit understanding between the two dominated the whole place, turning the ball into a battlefield for the two.

Through the fierce dance steps on the dance floor, they fought each other and did not retreat at all. But in the eyes of outsiders, it was a gift to see the good marriage made by God.

Only Richard was left outside the crowd to look at their performance as if no one was present.