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Posted on March 12, 2025 · 1 mins read
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Chapter 294

It was clear Natasha did not want Finley touching her, but he basked in the attention, beaming. "Madam," he said, "you've heard everyone's requests. Since they all want to see us dance, how can you refuse?"

Natasha frowned slightly. Finley was annoyingly persistent, but she worried that refusing him outright might cause a scene. Just then, a female voice cut through the tension. "If Madam Vostokoff doesn't want to dance with Mr. Moore, shouldn't a true gentleman step back rather than put her in an awkward position?"

"Who do you think you are, meddling in my affairs?" Finley turned, displeasure evident.

Aspen smiled, looking sharp in her tailored suit. "Mr. Moore, you seem quite temperamental. I'm Aspen Stevens of the Bridgefields family."

Finley nodded thoughtfully. "Ah, Ms. Stevens. Don't tell me you're also vying to be Madam Vostokoff's dance partner?"

"And why not?" Aspen lifted her chin proudly. "Who says Madam Vostokoff's partner has to be male? In my eyes, women are every bit as capable as men."

Finley laughed. "I like a feisty woman. Anyway, if you want to dance with Madam Vostokoff, I'll graciously step aside. Though such a beauty shouldn't always dress like a man—perhaps we could get to know each other better sometime?"

"Sure, I'll treat you to dinner someday," Aspen replied with a smile.

Finley returned to Yvonne's side, wrapping an arm around her waist. "Did you miss me? Couldn't wait any longer?"

"You're such a player!" Yvonne pinched him hard as they began dancing. She purred, "First, you get me hot and bothered, then you go after Madam Vostokoff. And now that Aspen girl. Have you set your sights on her too?"

Finley chuckled in her ear as they danced. "She's quite famous. I was just doing her a favor. But don't worry. I'll have her in my bed soon enough."

"Aspen's neither here nor there. You sure have strange tastes," Yvonne commented disapprovingly.

Finley boasted, "These tomboys are the hardest to get. But once you have them, the conquest is incredibly satisfying."

Meanwhile, Aspen confidently approached Natasha. "Madam, may I have the honor of your first dance?"

"They say you prefer swords to dresses. I see it's true," Natasha remarked, looking Aspen over.

"I simply want to prove that women can do anything men can," Aspen declared proudly. "And often, we can do things even they can't."

Natasha chuckled. "Well said, but I'm afraid I don't dance with women."

Aspen's smile froze. "But you even refused Finley. Is there actually a man here who catches your eye?"

Natasha's beautiful eyes scanned the crowd before settling on Andrew. "Of course—that gentleman over there is exactly who I want as my partner."

"Besides Finley, the men here are either too old or too weak," Aspen said, following Natasha's gaze. "Wait—you want Dylan as your partner?"

Natasha laughed softly. "Dylan is too rough around the edges and quite ordinary-looking. I'm interested in the man beside him. Don't you think he's quite handsome and captivating?"

Aspen's face fell as realization dawned. "Madam, surely you don't mean Andrew?"


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