Lauren pov We are at the reception party in one of the Sabastian hotels. The guests are all eating, drinking, mingling, dancing with their partners and generally having a good time. I’m seated with Andre at the front of the hall on our designated seat watching the guest having a great time at my own wedding while I sit and sulk. Before I get to sigh for the 100th time today, the MC announced for us, the couples, to have our first dance. Andre stands and stretches out his right hand to me with his left hand behind his back, on his waist. He smirks at me and raises his brows.One would think he’s a perfect gentleman. I roll my eyes at him and plaster a fake smile on my face before taking his hand and standing up. “What a hypocrite” I murmur.The guest cheers as Andre leads me to the center of the hall. When we get to the dance floor, he twirls me around, places his left hand on my waist and holds my right hand in his with a sweet smile on his lips. I’m startled and confused by hi
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