Novel & Cerita Madison From Abby's Ultimate Dance Competition

Abby said as she saw her friend smiling for the first time since she found out she was double with a pumpkin growing inside of her. "Yes the environmental change was quite necessary and thank you for insisting I came with you I love you" Belie said as she looked at her friend with a pout evident in her face. "What do we do now!" Abby asked as we sat there just drinking and discussing. "I don't know if you are up for it but can we dance?" she asked just wanting to make sure whatever Belie did now she did it wholeheartedly and not cause she was forced. "Yes let's dance" she jumped and was in the dance floor giving a twerking strip as Abby was behind her urgung her for more.

He said with anger laced in his voice, as he made her watch a video of months ago, where she was in a skirt that barely covered her bum, a short top bra and stockings, lap dancing one of her fans. "That was Ida, this is Maddison Mr. Corbin" Ida tried to get away from but he pushed her back to him, bringing her to sit on his laps. "Then do what Ida did here Maddie, a beautiful exotic dance and a lap dance," His voice husky, bitting gently on the tip of her ear, his hand behind her butt, giving it a little squeeze, "Get into that cloth now Maddie" He added releasing Ida, who felt butterflies in her tummy, with the way he bit the tip of her ear, and grabbed her butt.

Madison giggled. “No thank you. I’ll stay for a bit before leaving.” She rolled her eyes at my words. “Let’s go dancing.” Madison dragged me to the dance floor without getting a word from me. Soon, I got into the dance and I began moving my waist to the rhythm. “I’ll be back,” Madison shouted over the music. She disappeared into the crowd, and I wasn’t surprised. It was Madison. I was enjoying the music when I felt a presence behind my back. “Dance with me,” the stranger whispered.

All eyes were on Madison as she walked into the hall in a dark red strapless high slit dress with black pencil heels and purse to match, her makeup was on point, and her hair was done into curls, and from afar I could see the original diamond jewelry on her neck, wrist and ears. Now I see why my account had so many debits, she does know how to spend money. "Damn, she is hot," Leon whistled and his eyes still fixed on her as she walked towards our direction. "Damn, who is she? Is she here with someone? She is beautiful," compliment of whispers of how beautiful Madison was flying round the hall. "Xavier must have outdone it, she isn't even all that, I wonder what he sees?" Lexie said out of sp

Agatha then turned her pleading eyes to Madison, "Ms. Abenson, I understand the real situation so I'm not taking it against you. See, I'm even doing my best to convince my parents. I'm sure you won't waste my good intention by suddenly leaving, right? You won't shame me further in my party, right?" In reality, Madison didn't want to stay as the amused and mocking stares from the guests were making her feel awkward and uncomfortable, like they were boring holes into her skin. There was also the matter of Paul denying her and the Silver couple shaming her. She was also seeing Agatha's attempt to make her stay as an act of degrading her in public. So why would she stay? She was Madison Abenson,

she squealed, grabbing Sara's hand and pulling her off the stool. Sara tried to resist, digging her heels into the floor. "Maddy, no, I don't want to dance," she protested, but Madison was too strong, and she was already being pulled towards the dance floor. Madison laughed and spun Sara around, her eyes sparkling with excitement. "Come on, Sara, let loose! It's just one dance," she pleaded, her voice barely audible over the thumping music. Sara's face flushed with embarrassment as she was dragged onto the crowded dance floor. She stumbled a little, her feet awkwardly trying to keep up with the rhythm. Madison, on the other hand, was in her element, dancing with abandon and laughing with joy

Abigail said comparing their dresses. "And from the same brand as a matter of fact." Madison reolied brushing her hair. "But how did you know all these?" Abigail questioned. "I have been to my mom's store a couple of times and I help her place orders on new collections so I can tell just by seeing a dress." Madison replied. "I think I am all set." She announced and took a spin. "You are so pretty darling." Abigail said in admiration. "Thank you babes and so are you. I mean I can not imagine being the only girl among these annoying boys " Madison said helping Abigail with her zipper.

“Now? In the middle of the ball?” “Exactly,” Madison said, her eyes gleaming with an excitement that made me nauseous. “Everyone’s here, Abby. It’s the perfect moment to show them who she really is—or at least, who we’re going to make them believe she is.” She leaned closer, her voice dropping to a conspiratorial whisper. “Get the device. It’s time for the video.”

Abby may not have been the type of friend you’d want to share your inner thoughts with but she sure knew how to party. Right now Abby was grinding against a man with her shirt unbuttoned to a low beat sexy song. Men tried to dance with me off and on but I promptly turned them down or moved away simply because I didn’t want the added stress it would bring. Abby laughed and locked arms with me. “You dance like a virgin!” She shouted over the music, laughing at her own joke. “Am I not?” I played off as a joke, hoping to fish for information. For some reason, my heart raced in anticipation. I didn’t understand why but it felt important to know if she was or not.

"She's just a kid with a crush. You didn't have to destroy her like that." "Can we not talk about this?" I snap, already reaching for my second beer. "Fine, but Madison's been looking for you," he says, nodding toward the dance floor where my fiancée is surrounded by admirers. "She seems pretty happy about how things went." Of course she is. Madison got exactly what she wanted—her rival eliminated and her position secured. She's been glowing all night, accepting congratulations on our upcoming mating ceremony like she just won the lottery.