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When Adam had successfully gotten the paparazzi out of the hall, he took hold of Charissa's hand and pulled her to a corner.

"Are you really dating Zachary Ford?" he probed.

Charissa stared with wide eyes.

"Why are you asking me that? It's none of your business" she snapped.

"It is!"

"No! It is not" she spat out, stressing each words.

"You are my friend. I'm just worried that you are trusting the wrong person"

"Then, you are the right person to trust? Urgh! Get out of my sight. You are such a hypocrite" she stormed off.

She sat on a chair and stared at her wine.

"Hey!" a voice called.

She rose her head. "It took you long!" she said with a controller smile.

Keith ran his fingers down his light brown hair. His jade green eyes sparkled.

"I told you I would be late," he chuckled.

Keith was a tall young man with a charming athletic body. His muscles flexed in his fitted black suit as his hands ran down his hair. A smile etched its way back to his face. His face was carved to perfection. Well defined, with a sharp jaw and angular cheekbones. His curved lips were pink and irresistible. That was true beauty!

Charissa watched him as he took a seat beside her.

"Did anything happen while I was away?" he asked.

"Zachary announced to the public that I was his girlfriend" Charissa shrugged and picked her wineglass.

Keith cocked a brow, "He did?"

"Yes!"

"Wow! I didn't expect that it would be easy for you to date him. I thought Lance said he was cold?" he exclaimed.

"I don't know much about that guy! I am not even happy to be his girlfriend. I feel I might strangle him before the end of the relationship" Charissa replied, eyes glazing.

He chuckled, "You won't, would you?"

"I could consider it!" she snickered.

"That means his life is in danger?" Keith burst into a fit of laughter. His laughter was interrupted by a snort. He glanced at the individual.

"Oh! Zachary Ford!" Keith nodded in acknowledgement.

Zachary gave a sidelong glance and turned to Charissa. "May I have this dance?"

No, stupid! I'm not interested!

She cleared her throat. "No..."

Keith interrupted, "Yes! She would be happy to dance with you".

Zachary sent a questioning look at him and glanced at Charissa. She shrugged. It was obvious Keith wanted her to dance with Zachary.

She stood up and followed him to the dancefloor. He stretched his hand out and she placed her hand on his. He leaned closer to her and wrapped his other hand on her waist.

She cringed inwardly and placed her other hand on his shoulder. They began to dance slowly to the rhythm of the music.

"You know that you are my girlfriend, right?"

"I'm not your girlfriend! I never agreed to that" she scoffed.

He furrowed his brow. "You have no choice but to be my girlfriend".

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