Dancing With The Strangers Novels & Stories

I didn't expect him to say that at all. "How?" My voice suddenly became small. Valentin smiled deviously and I knew immediately that I had entered a tiny pickle. "You will dance for me, my personal dancer." He said, his deep voice lingering with amusement and and bit of anticipation. "Your mate and your dancer?" I asked and scoffed shaking my head in disbelief. "It's like dancing for the devil." "Whatever you say noisemaker," Valentin chuckled deeply. His chuckle made my heart skip several beats and I almost winced in pain.

"It's just a thought. If you're serious about this investor, marriage might be the way in. Think about it." "Marriage for a club membership? That's extreme, Wilson. I need to find another way, a real solution.....I can't afford to marry a stranger and go through what I went through with Ethan all over " "But what if you don't marry a stranger? "

he requested. Surprised, Seth chuckled nervously and replied, "What?! No, I'm a terrible dancer." He shifted in his seat, readjusting himself. "Come on!" the stranger urged, extending his hand. "I'll show you how." Seth repeated, averting his gaze from the captivating green eyes, "No, really, I have no idea what I'm doing... I'm useless on the dance floor." The stranger laughed, his laughter reminiscent of milk blending with coffee. "I promise, I'm an excellent teacher. You'll be twirling across the floor in no time."

"Dance with me, beautiful. I have been watching you and I want to feel you move." I looked up at him and said, "I do not usually dance with strangers." He pressed his hard cock against my stomach and whispered, "We will not be strangers for long. I can already tell how wet you are for me. Let me take you somewhere private." My breath caught and I asked, "How do you know I am wet?" He laughed soft and dirty. "Because your nipples are hard and you keep pressing your thighs together. Tell me your name." I told him, "Lisa. And you?"

He stood at the edge of the dance floor, his gaze fixed intently on me. I felt a shiver run down my spine as our eyes locked in a hot gaze. The music and laughter around us faded into the background as I felt an inexplicable connection to this stranger. His eyes seemed to hold a secret, a message meant only for me. I felt a flutter in my chest as he began to move towards me, his long strides eating up the distance between us. My heart was racing with anticipation, wondering what would happen next. And then, just as suddenly, he stopped in front of me, his piercing eyes burning with an intensity that left me breathless..." Dance with me". I attempted to refuse at first but my head bopped with

"It's already so late, Amy. What are you doing here? Come in. I didn't prepare anything to welcome you. How rude of me!" My gaze swept over the room, now overtaken by her favorite decorations. There was that little white bear she adored, and the pink curtains I couldn't stand, but she always loved. A hollow feeling settled in my chest. While I was still in a daze, Alan and Dexter came back into the room, each holding a bouquet. The moment Alan laid eyes on me, his expression twisted with disgust. "Amy! Can you stop with the drama already? I told you I'd make it up to you with another ceremony! Was all this really necessary?"

He continued, "Claire, I only agreed to the engagement because I didn't have anyone I liked at the time. That's why I got engaged to you for the sake of my family. But this is the first time I've truly wanted to fight for something. I hope you can understand." He didn't even glance at me. His eyes were fixed on the dancer the whole time. I clicked my tongue, exasperated by his stupidity. The dancer, Lila Hart, had a veil over her eyes. Her lips trembled slightly as she said, "Mr. Anthony, thank you for your affection, but our social standing is too different. Your family won't approve, and neither will your fiancee." Although her words made it sound like she was refusing him, they carried an

Didn't know I was going to explain to her. "Ava, did you hear me?" she said when she realized that I was lost. "Oh yeah, I heard all you said," I replied with a smile. She was like the only family I had. I needed to let her know what was going on. "I am getting married soon to a stranger," I said in a cold and calm voice "What? Why are your parents so heartless?" she said angrily, knowing fully well that my parents were the ones who arranged the marriage. Just then, Clara Wilson walked in. "Oh! You are here telling people about your useless life."

What the hell was this uncle telling him to dance with strangers. "But uncle I'm waiting for Daddy .." Aiora's words were interrupted because Ellthan held out his hand. "Dance with me miss?" Ellthan stretched out his hand to look deeply at Aiora. Aiora swallowed his saliva. Damn why Ellthan is so handsome. As if bewitched by Aiora, she welcomes Ellthan's big hand.