CHAPTER 6

The smokey atmosphere, the loud music playing at the end of the stage, the various colors of disco lights, and the men's screams as they sipped the drink she couldn't name.

That was the first thing Margaux saw when she stepped into the sinful disco bar.

Margaux clung so tightly to her jacket as she struggled to blend in with the bodies that didn't care if they were touched.

Margaux tried to avoid them, but the second time her body was hit by an unknown personality, she backed away but also came to a halt as to what she was doing when her back collided with a sturdy body that looked like a concrete object that could not be broken even by the storm.

Unexpectedly, she looked up to see who that man was, only to find Declan frowning at her.

"How come you always took a step back?"

The man inquired, and it was only then that Margaux realized Declan had already grasped both of her shoulders, holding them for support so she wouldn't fall to her feet.

Then Declan steered her to the right path o