CHAPTER TWENTY - FIVE - A DANCE AND A REUNION.

There was silence in the group for a while. Isabella glared at Natalia, her eyes narrowed. Natalia had a huge smile on her face, glad that she had been able to disrupt what had started to look like a mini concert; one where she was not the artist performing, and it also had to be her damn stepsister that was the artist. Worse, Mateo Garcia had been among the audience. Natalia's eyes had been on him since he arrived at the party. She had noticed him the moment he walked one, with his broad shoulders filled the room, sharp, defined jawline. And his eyes. He had the most mesmerizing eyes, they held a simmering intensity that seemed to speak volumes without uttering a single word. His dark, tousled hair framed a face that was both rugged and refined, hinting at a sense of danger and charm. She had been pulled in immediately, a captive to this dangerous drug of sex. And yes, he was literally sex on legs, and Natalia had lost it when she had spotted him from the other side of t