His strong hand immediately clasped around mine and I felt the raw, electrifying power thrumming from his soul.It was exhilarating. Intoxicating. Making me want to share in his obscene amount of power. He smiled a twisted smile at me, almost like he could hear my thoughts and I swallowed and tried to school myself into cool nonchalance.He pulled me to his side, "not with me. You don't have to pretend with me.""I'm not pretending," I lied, swallowing a nervous lump.His knowing look told me that I was full of shit.I frowned, glowering at him and he only laughed and grinned contently to himself, leading us to the middle of the dancefloor.My breath stuttered out of my throat and I noticed everyone had stopped what they were doing and were now staring at us, collectively holding their breath. Even the music stopped for a second, and started again, taking on a darker, more rapid and chaotic edge.The entire room seemed to have been swallowed by darkness, with a single spotlight shinin