Chapter 19 Jealous!

• "Dance!!!" The voice of the men brought me back. I didn't realize how long I had stood frozen, watching Antonio and the lady that was dancing on his lap.
• Antonio was making no effort to push her off his body. Did it mean he was enjoying what she was doing? I could hardly focus on my dance, as I kept stealing glances at them. For some weird reasons, I felt a pang of jealousy. I wanted to walk up to her, grab her by the hair, and pull her sluty body off him.
• Why the hell did he bring me to his party, if he had a special dancer already? What was all that talk about making me his personal dancer? When he already had one. I stumped out through the door as soon as the music ended, fearing that I might suffocate from the heat that was forming in my chest.