Romans & histoires Destiny Devoted Dance

“Good. Means I’m doing my job.” The song changed to something slower. I turned around and bent over, shaking my ass inches from his face. “Now, are you gonna tip me properly or just stare?” Roman pulled out another two hundred and tucked it into the side of my thong. His fingers brushed my skin. Warm. Not grabby like most guys. “You’re trouble, Destiny,” he said, voice rough. I looked back at him over my shoulder. “You have no idea. Do you want a private dance after this? Or you gonna run home to your safe little life?”

Destiny. I gasped and stumbled back into Devon’s chest. His arms immediately wrapped around me, steadying me. “What did you see?” he asked softly. I pressed my hand against his, my heart racing. “A child. With fire in their eyes. Standing in the ruins of something… but they weren’t afraid. They were powerful. Too powerful.” Devon didn’t flinch. He only pulled me closer, his lips brushing my temple. “Then we’ll protect them. Together.”

"From this moment on, you are my everything." The orchestra began to play a familiar tune, and Dmitry led her out onto the dance floor. They swayed together under the stars, their bodies moving in perfect unison. He was strong and protective, guiding her through each step, while she felt light as air in his arms. As they danced, she could feel the love and commitment that flowed between them, a connection that went deeper than anything she had ever known.

“We shouldn’t waste it, expensive stuff this.” Destiny put the glass down on the end table by the window and took her vanity case. “I’m going to change in the bathroom.” “No need to be shy, Sugar. Nothing that I haven’t seen and enjoyed.” I winked at her, and she slammed the bathroom door. Here we go. I downed my drink and pulled off my clothes. Then I threw my naked self down onto the scattered rose petals, lying with my head propped on my palm, waiting for Destiny. I was proud of my body. I was fit and well-muscled in all the right places. Irresistible even.

“Attention students, next month as per the tradition, our school will participate in the Cultural fest of Odessa and I will call out the names of the students who will pair with one of the seniors and participate in dance. Those whose names will be called need to report to Mr Thomas at the basketball court, for practice after this class. Please listen carefully. Ms Kira with Mr Jade Mr Scott with Ms Siera. Ms Nisha with Mr Derek. Ms Linda with Mr Liam Mr Peter with Ms Rosy Mr Mathew with Ms Elise And Ms Emily with Mr Adrian.” The bell rang at that moment and the class was dismissed. The students started to talk and slowly move out. “What?? How? I didn’t enrol for dance!!” Emily frowned. “Tha

Destiny responded moving back slightly to sit between Mesi's legs, her head resting between her breasts as I began massaging her feet. "No, I mean do you have to go?" Mesi re-worded with a small smile playing on her lips. "No," "So we can do something else?" "Yeah," Destiny agreed, closing her eyes obviously enjoying being the centre of our physical attention. "Okay, you can decide on what we do," Mesi informed me as her piercing eyes met mine. . . . . . .

While they ate, they both only passed smiles to each other, looking so happy to be in the company of each other on a very cool night. After they were done eating, Nelson stood up and asked Amelia to dance with him. “Can I have this dance my lady?” “Yes you can, but be warned I’m not much of a dancer” she replied, placing her hand in his and followed him to the middle of room. “Well, I’m not much of a dancer too but I’d still love to dance with you” He replied and took his left hands to hold her by her waist while his right hand was holding her back and her hands were placed around his neck.

Anne looks at me. “Go ahead, I’ll keep an eye on Bobby and Sarah. We have professional carers, so they’ll be fine. Go have some fun.” As Gordon escorts Anne to the dance floor, they fall into an easy waltz. This warms my heart. “Shall we dance?” I hear Jayden’s voice in my ear and a shiver of anticipation runs over me. His warm breath on my ear sets my heart racing. “I’d love to dance. Hopefully I can remember how.”

And if all was taken from them by the Void, they would fight so anyhow, with their love never broken even by the deceptions and the changing waves of destiny. The enemy advanced, and the battle flared anew with fire that left no doubt. Amidst the circle of steel and the cries of the combatants, Diva danced with the fury of unleashed passion—a mad, wild dance against the tide of darkness. Her eyes sparkled with resolve. Her choices, the weights she had carried, had brought her here. And when the initial wave of the Void's host rushed into their lines, she raised her newly forged light, a beacon of hope that blazed against the darkness that threatened.

GABRIEL *** I’ve seen that you have decided to work together. And with your significant others, too. How cute. If you want to keep your reputation, you’re going to have to do what I want. And I want both of you to find out who I am, alone. You can’t tell your partners. If I find out that you did, I will ruin your life. The first test to see whether you are agreeing to my terms is for the both of you to go to the football pitch tomorrow night. Remember, if you tell your partners I will find out.