Chapter 100 Punishment 3

Annabelle was taken aback and she fell right on his chest. She raised her eyes and met with his dark, enigmatic gaze… At that moment, it was as if her heart forgot to beat… But why... Why does his gaze look so odd? He looked as if he wanted to dissect her… Annabelle averted her eyes and muttered, “Mr. Mu, don’t you think we are being too close?” Mu stared blatantly at her, “Is it?” “Yes!” There was an unsettling air about him tonight. But Annabelle was unable to identify the source. “Isn’t tango supposed to be like this?” Mu quipped. It was like every word he said was full of thorns and thistles. Or was it just an imagination? The more he closed in, the more Annabelle backed off. “Mr. Mu, do you always stick like a glue when you dance?” Annabelle frowned in irk. Mu simply ignored her. Annabelle felt dreaded and hoped the dance would end soon. She had no idea the man before her was grudgingly enraged at her… The two were dancing closely. Annabelle made her an attempt to