Royalty Dance Studio Novels & Stories

Chapter Thirty-Two ~Ariee~ Bodies. Bodies. Bodies. They were everywhere. Dancing. Colliding. Sweating. They wrapped around the poles at every corner of the room, sliding down and twisting with snake-like movements that completely entrapped me. Most of the candidates were concentrated metres away from our table, everybody dancing to outdo the other and win the king's attention. I was still perched on Eldren's laps, watching with wide, curious eyes as different acts of seduction were displayed. Currency notes and drinks splashed everywhere as the royals and every other man in the room lost their minds.

Nolan Enterprise had a dedicated underground dance studio, a tranquil and expansive space designed to allow trainees to pinpoint their shortcomings and refine their performance skills. As the elevator doors slid open and they navigated through a couple of hallways, they reached the studio where Leroy was. Music rich with rhythm flowed through the space like a stream of water. In front of the expansive mirror that spanned from floor to ceiling, Leroy was in sync with the music, his body moving fluidly to the beat. He seemed utterly absorbed in the dance. His serious demeanor indicated that this was not merely practice—it was as though he was performing in the glare of the spotlight on stage.

I held his bigger hand in mine as we walked through the doors, a large studio with light wooden floors and mirrors lining the walls and bright lighting shoots from the ceiling. “Come on, baby.” He led me into the studio and locked the door behind him. The air is cool, nipping at the little exposed ski on my arms. “You know I can't dance, right?” I informed him more than asked. He deeply chuckled at my admittance. “Yet,” he corrected. He walked to the corner where a large stereo stood on the hardwood and flicked a nob, bringing sound into the once echoing room. “We held ceremonies and formal balla at the mansion, we have to teach you how to act at the events so you don't feel out of place be

"Oh, I don't care. I know the basics. You can show me the 'intimate steps' and lead me." "It'd be my pleasure." Wade grabbed Ruhi by the waist and swayed with her to the side, stepping into her personal space. "You are good. How do you know all these moves?" Ruhi asked him to ease the tension between them. "Oh, I love Latin dancing. So I attend a three-day workshop that happens in downtown during Fall, the one in Sacramento during Spring, and also the Lebanese restaurant across our office is quite popular for its Friday nights. You should stop by sometime for a class before social dancing that goes on till 3 AM."

I chuckled sarcastically. On the day Ella started her dance classes, I found out William had bought a building in the city center and turned it into a dance studio. I even overheard him telling the designer to make it one of a kind. The first three floors were shopping areas, the fourth and fifth floors were entertainment zones, the sixth floor was a fitness area, and the top floor was the dance studio. A month ago, he was still picking out seasonal princess dresses for the shopping area and hiring world champion dance instructors for the dance studio. I thought he was treating Ella like a princess.

“…you look like you could turn a very large profit.” She didn’t react, not a blink, not a shift in weight. I continued. “Velvet Reservoir. My highest end club, private rooms only, Invite list clientele. The kind of men who drop six figures without blinking for the right performance. I need dancers who command attention, not just bodies on poles. Presence. Control. You walk like you already own the room before you step into it.” Still nothing. “Pay starts at fifty thousand a night. Cash. No paper trail unless you want one.

"These are all businesses that revolve around dancing. I'm not saying copy an idea, most of these are miles away, so look through." I pick up the flyers and look. The first is a kids' dance studio, so it would teach children to dance. The next is a women's space, a place where women go and learn to dance, pole dancing, and such. Flipping to the next, it's another class one; this is for adults. I look through them and now see what he means. They are businesses, I just hadn't considered it. To me, in my mind when I thought of dancing, I thought theatre, and such. Which would have been the course I did.

You can't afford to show them a single weakness. And on we went to the dance floor next; the Reveldronian Royal's way of dancing was a more peculiar than the rest of the crowd. Even though you are on your heels, you have to be always on your tiptoes as you danced. I don't exactly know how to well describe it but it was very complicated to say the least. You have to get the hang of things after you first start your dancing lessons. When I first did start my lessons I had a kind of body ache that was unique all on its own. It was the kind of pain that made you feel someone was stretching your muscles out of your bones. You just felt like why are you even alive! I wanted to applaud the Mummy si

This city has a knack for charging too much for watered-down cocktails. But at the same time, I know fifty bucks won't make a dent in the studio's debt. If I'm going to splurge, I might as well do something to lift my spirits. Me: Sure thing. Meet you at Topher's soon. Leaving the office, I enter a short hallway. To the right, the restroom; to the left, the main dance area. It's a beautiful space with mirrors covering every wall and lights crisscrossing above like stars. There was a time when our studio had a waiting list and this room was filled with girls in tutus, moving to music.

"Wow.. that's great. Anyway, what made you visit my dance studio?" "Ohh.. actually we're really looking for the best dance instructor in town. We joined a dance competition and we're going to perform by the second week of next month. And you were referred to us by my cousin Rolly. He said you can help us to perform well in our upcoming competition." "Is it Rolly Sarmiento?" "Yes." "Oh, he's your cousin? He's a good friend of mine." I informed him, smiling. "Well, actually it's not a big competition, it's just a part of the thanksgiving event of our company. And he said you're one of the best coach who can help us with this.