THE GOD OF MERCENARY'S NEW LIFE.

Chapter 32: "Is it polite where you come from to dance with another man's wife?"

For the next five minutes of his life, Con watched a beautiful woman cry.

She lay her head on his chest as they continued with the slow dance. Whoever was in charge of music had been timely enough to play some soft music.

There was no particular need to hasten up their pace and her head on his chest suited the mood the music invoked.

Lana's sobs were drowned out by the murmur of people and the clinking of glasses. The whole hall was in a buzz and Con could barely hear himself think. He had lost track of Jane too.

He could see some of the young men and women pairing up. Flirting was at its highest and hands were already touching sensitive spots.

Most of the women here just full on threw themselves at the men that approached them.

They screamed the words "gold digger" to him.

The lady in his arms didn't and quite honestly, Con didn't have any gold for her to dig.

The thing that unnerved him the most was the way he and this lady looked like a couple. He could see their reflection whene