Sir Ares, Goodnight

Jay held Rose's hand and walked toward the center of the dance floor.

The previously noisy hall place suddenly quieted down. Everyone's attention was at the center of the dance floor.

Rose was like a puppet being manipulated as she trembled and looked at Jay. When the music started, she was still a little shocked and stood unmoving.

Jay frowned. He rudely took her into his arms and placed his lips next to her ears. He threatened in a low voice, "Rose, it's fine if you want to embarrass yourself, but don't bring me down with you." Rose snapped out of it quickly. He was a public figure. Every move and word he said was under the microscope of the public. If they embarrassed themselves, he might appear in the news for days. For a man like him who had never lost a day in his life, would it not cost millions for him to lose face?

Rose tried to focus. With the familiar music and familiar dance partner, she was able to put herself quickly into the right state of mind.

Jay did not expect her to partner well with him. After all, the waltz was no ordinary ballroom dance. One had to pay great attention to the melody. Only two people with perfect and consistent rhythm could move concurrently, stepping at the right spot while exuding a romantic and aesthetically-pleasing dance.

Out of his expectations, Rose danced the waltz as if they had done it a million times with her reacting quickly to every change of his movements.

eyes to scan her face only to find that she was cleverly turning her face

at him suddenly and heard Jay's dissatisfied voice, "Rose. What's wrong with my face? Look at

at Jay's fiery eyes. She said awkwardly," Sir Ares, I'll lose focus if you

it did not

force. When she danced, she looked a lot like someone-Angeline Severe. "Who taught you this dance?" Jay asked

a sea of stars-always so vast and secluded. She could never guess what he was

courageously said, "My first love, who was my boyfriend. He did this dance especially

to dance with him, I had

with contempt, "Your puppy love?" He remembered that she was in her early twenties when she got

falling in love with him. I don't think I've ever

Rose. You're the most

clear eyes lit up in flames. "Sir Ares, can you guarantee that you'll only ever love one person, marry that one person, and only have children with that one person for the rest of your life? If you, the omnipotent Sir Ares, cannot do it, don't mock

he liked was Angeline, but he had children with Rose. In the future, he might have to find