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He wrapped one towel on his waist and another towel he was using for wiping the his wet hair. My eyes again came back to his towel on his waist which were not doing any justice to cover it completely. It hung so low showing his perfectly body. I did not know that I was staring at him so dangerously until I heard someone's coughing. I looked up to see his blue ocean eyes. He was damn looking suddenly I got out of my like a Greek god. I think Mia was right about his personality. He is so0o.. trance of thoughts when he snapped a finger in front of my eyes.

“WHAT DID YOU SAY??” Amber asked as loudly as she could. She was standing at the bar with Lola as the bartender prepared the vodka, but could make absolutely nothing of what Lola was trying to tell her. The music was too loud. Lola moved to the music, and jiggled her hips, “GET ON FABIAN’S GOOD SIDE! DON’T CROSS HIM!” All Amber could hear was the incessantly loud rhythmic music, “WHAT?!” Lola spotted a customer in the crowd, winked at Amber and headed to the dance floor, moving to the beat under the strobe lights, all hyped up and ready for a good time before finally disappearing into the throng of dancers.

He leaned quickly toward me and pecked just beside my mouth, which, to the crowd, would like like a real kiss from so far. A short cheer erupted through the crowd, and we turned toward them all, one of our hands still laced together. I took a deep breath of relief that the hard part was over. And then, when the music began, I realised it hadn't ended at all, because now Armani and I had to act like a couple for those who couldn't know that we didn't know each other. I was never very good at acting.

What are you hiding? Gabrielle is now in front of her while Eve stammers. She quickly bent down and started apologizing. " Forgive me, your Highness; it was merely because of your safety." "My safety? What does my hair comb have to do with me being safe?" Gabrielle's voice was cool as she looked at Eve for answers. "I...I just need your hair for the medication Queen Amaya told me." She quickly said while stammering, still on her knees.

The music had abruptly started playing, her body was in pain, she felt like someone was ripping out her skin, piece by piece "Tori, I’m back from work, do you wanna go get some ice cream after dinner" her dad’s voice whispered "Come with us Vickie, we will be friends forever, you are the only one missing from our friendship cycle.” Nora’s voice whispered "No, please……no……I can’t do this…. I….need to stop…. the music..” she wailed The whispers continued as the music played loudly. She uncontrollably wailed. She closed her eyes as she kept crying out loud

Cyrus froze where he stood, cold sweat trickling down his back. He hesitated, unable to make a choice. Paige had appeared at the doorway at some point, holding Caleb's hand, unshed tears shimmering on her lashes. "Cyrus, please don't fight with Ms. Lightwood over me." She let go of Caleb's hand and said, "Ms. Lightwood, I know you hate me. I don't mind dying if it means you'll keep your baby!"

Goo Goo Dolls. I used to love this song on nights when the city below was too bright and we were both too proud to speak softly. I’d blasted it in his car once after one Romano family event that had made me want to burn down an entire generation. Sebastian, still driving then with a rigid jaw and his tuxedo not even taken off yet, had looked at me like I was insane. “Have you heard the lyrics?” “Sadly.” “It’s good.” “It’s depressing.” “That’s why it’s good.”

she cooed in a baby voice. "Done," Kevin agreed and pulled out his wallet, counting the bills. In that moment, the DJ started playing a song in the background by Lil Wayne and Fat Joe; I make it rain, I make it rain (Oh!), Yeah, I'm in this bitch with the Terror Got a hand full of stacks, better grab an umbrella I make it rain, I make it rain (Oh!) I make it rain on them hoes (2×) As the song played, blasting from the speakers, Monique started to dance, going over to shake her ass for Kevin.

Chapter One Fabiola's POV "Nice ass," he grinned, showing a gold tooth as his hand brushed my hip, nearly touching my butt. This time, he didn't pretend it was an accident. I glared at him. He smirked. My hands trembled uncontrollably. I took a deep breath. Music burst through the speakers like a broken dam, and lights pulsed in every color. The air was thick with the scents of perfume, sweat, and alcohol. It was a normal day at the club—a normal day with asshole male customers.

We were dancing to my favourite song, ‘A Thousand Years’ by Christina Perri. Inhaling his signature Tom Ford scent, I feel my body relaxing for the first time today as Sebastian glides me over the dancefloor. Forgetting where I was for just a few minutes, we danced and the entire world slipped away. When the music ended, Sebastian and I stared at each other - blue eyes to hazel.