Maks And Meryl Dancing With The Stars Novels & Stories

Married For A Million Dollars . Chapter 52: post wedding season . The most Ariana can recap from her wedding night is the verge of passing out in front of the audience. Whatever energy she had left dwindled after dancing multiple rounds with Williams, Abel, and a few of her newly acquired relatives, including James—much to her husband’s displeasure. She even performed a choreography with Jared that they designed off a popular song the band played. Numerous people had cheered them on as they effortlessly glided their feet across the dance floor, and the feeling of it all was exasperatingly overwhelming.

I could feel the eyes of every single person in the room, but as soon as Gerald took my hand, I felt the entire room fade away, leaving me and him in our own world. We danced, our bodies moving to the rhythm. His eyes never left mine, not for a second. Dancing felt like sex, tentative sex. I was mesmerized by how he led me. I was a good dancer. No, I was a great dancer, but with him, I felt like a feather. He made me better. The intensity wrapped around the entire room like vines, intoxicating and imposing. Max cut into our dance, sliding smoothly between Gerald and me like he'd been planning it all along. "Mind if I steal her for a while?" He asked with a smug smile, his tone daring Gerald

Max said through the mindlink "What are you doing with my mate?" “Nothing, just take a dance with the most beautiful woman in the room. I am the happy winner tonight! ” he said and that’s it! Max gets up and walks over to them to grab Meredith's hand and snatch her from Luke's arms. "What are you doing?" She asks. “You just ruined my dance!” and she tries to leave the dance ring. "Get lost!" Max said to Luke, making him laugh and telling him before he went back to the table: “I am leaving Max, but just remember, I danced with her before you! ” and Max leaves Meredith’s hand and wants to beat Luke, but in a second Meredith catches his arm and in just a second Max is calm.

Seeing Maximo coming in, all the surrounding guests couldn't help but move to the side, leaving us with a large space. I put my hand on his shoulder and started a waltz dance. This kind of simple dance step is something I think is very beautiful when I watched the plots in TV dramas. As a result, I secretly taught myself and Michelle danced while I read the instructions. Maximo danced while hugging me, his face did not have the slightest bit of happiness, it is extremely gloomy. "Are you still angry?" I asked softly, coordinating with his dancing steps. "You also know that you've angered me?"

I replied, not wanting to seem dismissive, though the idea of visiting didn’t appeal to me. Maxwell, catching the interaction, leaned in with a playful glint in his eye. “You’re not planning to run off to the West after Gregory sold you every woman’s dream, are you?” he teased. He held out his hand, inviting me to dance, and I accepted eagerly, slipping away from Gregory’s gaze and joining Maxwell on the floor. He pulled me close, holding me securely as we swayed to the gentle melody, my head resting comfortably against his chest. The warmth of his embrace wrapped around me, steady and grounding.

I said Max chuckles, his eyes crinkling at the corners. "Well, lucky for you, I'm an expert dancer," he says with a teasing grin. "I'll make sure you don't embarrass yourself too much." I playfully roll my eyes, but deep down, I'm grateful for his lightheartedness. With Max's hand in mine, we sway and spin to the music, losing ourselves in the moment. As the song changes to a slower melody, Max pulls me closer, his touch sending shivers down my spine.

“Are you ready to call it a night?” I nod. Max leads me to the villa. He carries me over the threshold. In the open space, he asked, “Will you dance with me?” I smile and gladly agree. As we dance, Max says, “You look so beautiful tonight.” He places his forehead to mine. “I wish we danced at our wedding. I worked so hard to be able to dance again for the wrong woman, but I’m happy that I worked so hard for when the right one came into my life.” Giving Max a light kiss, I say, “I’m not going anywhere, Max.”

Chapter 59: Relax "Why aren't you talking there anymore?" I went back to the present and realized Supremo and I were dancing. I don't know myself but my knees are trembling and I feel like I want to cry again because of what I saw and heard earlier. Olivia and Patry won Mister and Miss Acquaintance and the slow dance started at midnight. "Sorry." I said softly as we continued to sway. I don’t know if I still have the energy to go ahead and really enjoy the night even though this is the last program.

Max and I headed down to the dance floor. Max grabbed the girl in the red dress and pulled her as close to him as he possibly could, but she pushed back and gestured towards her friend, but that's when I slid up next to her. The girl's eyes went large, but she quickly turned back to Max, and they started dancing.

They seem to be enjoying it. I through the crowd for Ally. Where can she be? Hands travel down my waist to my ass, grabbing my ass. I spin around with a glare. "Oi- Oh, it's you." I smile in relief when Max pulls me closer to him. He leans forward and kisses me. I pull back after a short while, not wanting to snog in public. Max moves his mouth to my ear and I can feel his breath on my skin as he talks. "You look smoking, babe. Wanna dance?" he asks. I smile while I nod my head and he leads me to the dance floor. I know all these songs by heart and the feeling of nostalgia fills me when a club remix of a popular song comes on.