Sofia looked at Christ, momentarily taken aback by his sudden willingness. She had expected him to decline, given his usual cold demeanor.

Yet, here he was, standing before her with his hand extended, waiting for her response. She could feel the eyes of the people around them, their curiosity and anticipation palpable.

In that moment, she felt like prey caught in the gaze of a predator—unsure, vulnerable, and undeniably drawn in by the dangerous allure.

She took a deep breath, composing herself. With a soft smile, she placed her hand in his, feeling the warmth of his touch. "Thank you," she said, her voice steady despite the flutter in her chest. Her heart raced as if sensing the predator's approach, yet there was an inexplicable thrill in the chase.

Christ led her to the dance floor with the confidence of a predator guiding his catch. The soft melody enveloped them, creating a romantic and intimate atmosphere.

As they reached the center of the floor, Christ gently placed his other hand on Sofia's waist, pulling her closer. She rested her free hand on his shoulder, and together they began to move in sync with the music.

For a moment, the world around them seemed to fade away. The only thing that mattered was the music and the connection between them. Sofia felt a mixture of nervousness and excitement, aware of Christ's every move.

He was a surprisingly adept dancer, guiding her effortlessly across the floor. His movements were calculated, purposeful, like a predator stalking its prey, yet there was an unexpected gentleness that threw her off balance.

Julie and Feng Hui watched them with smiles, pleased to see the usually stoic Christ engaging so naturally with Sofia. "See? I knew this would be a good idea," Julie whispered to her brother, a satisfied smile on her face.

Feng Hui nodded in agreement on the surface, maintaining a composed exterior. However, deep down, a strange unease began to simmer within him. He couldn't quite understand why, but seeing Sofia and Christ dance so closely stirred something unexpected in him.

As he watched them move gracefully across the dance floor, Feng Hui felt a pang of discomfort, almost like jealousy. He had always considered Christ a close friend, but now, witnessing the subtle connection forming between Christ and Sofia, he felt a strange urge to intervene. It was a feeling he hadn't anticipated, and it unsettled him.

He imagined himself in Christ's place, his arms around Sofia, guiding her through the dance. The thought was both appealing and confusing, as he had never seen Sofia in this light before. Her elegance and grace on the dance floor, coupled with the rare warmth Christ was showing, made Feng Hui realize that there might be more to his feelings for her than he had acknowledged.

Before his emotions could spiral out of control, Feng Hui took a deep breath and managed to cover up his inner turmoil. He couldn't let Julie or anyone else notice the conflict brewing inside him.

He forced a smile and turned his attention back to his sister, engaging her in light conversation to distract himself from the scene unfolding on the dance floor.

Julie, completely unaware of her brother's internal struggle, continued to chat happily, oblivious to the subtle tension in Feng Hui's demeanor. She was delighted to see Sofia enjoying herself and felt a sense of accomplishment in bringing everyone together.

Meanwhile, Feng Hui's thoughts kept drifting back to Sofia and Christ. He couldn't shake the feeling that he wanted to replace Christ, to be the one dancing with Sofia, feeling her warmth and sharing that intimate connection. The realization made him uncomfortable, but he pushed it aside, focusing on maintaining his composed facade.

To them, it was a charming sight, but to Sofia, it was a dance with a predator, one she found herself unwillingly captivated by.

As the dance continued, Sofia found herself relaxing, enjoying the rhythm and the rare opportunity to see a different side of Christ.

He may have been cold and distant in many aspects, but in this moment, he was present, attentive, and surprisingly warm. It was as if the predator had decided to reveal a softer side, lulling the prey into a false sense of security.

When the song ended, Christ led Sofia back to their table, still holding her hand. There was a subtle shift in the air, an unspoken understanding that had passed between them. Sofia felt her heart beat a little faster, wondering what this night might lead to.

As the song ended and Sofia and Christ returned to the table, Feng Hui greeted them with a smile, masking his inner conflict. "You two looked great out there," he said, his voice steady. "Thanks for dancing with Sofia, Christ."

"No problem," Christ replied, still holding Sofia's hand as they took their seats. Feng Hui's eyes flicked briefly to their joined hands, a flicker of emotion crossing his face before he could suppress it.

Sofia, sensing a slight tension but unsure of its source, smiled warmly at Feng Hui. "It was a wonderful dance. Thanks for suggesting it, Julie," she said, her eyes shining with genuine happiness.

"Of course," Julie replied, beaming. "I'm glad you enjoyed it."

As the evening progressed, Feng Hui remained attentive to his sister and their friends, but a part of his mind stayed fixed on the newfound feelings he had uncovered. He couldn't deny the spark of jealousy and longing that had surfaced, nor the desire to understand what it meant for his relationship with Sofia and his friendship with Christ.

In the end, he resolved to keep these feelings to himself for now, unsure of how to navigate this unexpected emotional territory. But one thing was clear—things had shifted tonight, and he would need to confront these emotions sooner or later.

On the other side sofia and christ began to recall their confrontation when they were dancing.

She was the prey, intrigued and ensnared by the predator's unexpected allure. Meanwhile, Christ, ever the enigma, maintained his composed exterior but couldn't deny the spark of intrigue Sofia had ignited within him. To him, she was a fascinating prey, one that had piqued his interest in ways he hadn't anticipated.

In this dance of predator and prey, boundaries blurred, and roles shifted. Sofia, initially wary and guarded, found herself drawn to the predator's warmth and charm. Christ, typically distant and calculating, found himself captivated by the prey's resilience and grace. It was a delicate balance of power and vulnerability, creating a tension that neither could fully understand but both were eager to explore.