Novel & Cerita The Wedding Dance By Amador Daguio

She watched him through lowered lashes as he circled her slowly and then stopped in front of her not touching physically but holding her enthralled with the warmth of his gaze, his domination, his determination and his love. The music started, and she immediately recognized Goten Project's popular Santa Maria from La Revancha del Tango. She stepped around Alejandro and gave him her hand indicating she was allowing the dance to proceed. He whirled her into his arms and proved to her quickly that he knew exactly what he was doing. That hands soaked in blood were equally capable of caressing and dominating a woman in dance.

I glanced at him, the intensity of his gaze made me gulp down nothing. He suddenly walked up to the man and me and lightly tapped his shoulder, he had a polite smile on his face. "I'd like to dance with my wife." He said to the man. The man chuckled lightly before handing me over to him. "You can have your wife Mr Delacroix." The man said before leaving the dance floor. Now this is going to come as a surprise to the people staring at us right now because Adrian has never danced with me before, the only time we danced was on the day of our wedding.

He replied. “Yeah we can see that." Ellie said. "Why are you dancing?.” “Should there be a reason my love?". He grinned at her before he went to insert his phone in the Bluetooth dock and pressed play then the song he’d been listening to filled the living room. “I love this song!”. Ellie exclaimed as she stood up and started dancing as well. It was a Spanish song by Diego Torres and Carlos Vives titled Un Poquito. It was Cesar’s favorite song but now it seemed his lovely wife had the same in common with him.

She said to Jacob, "Hurry up and get Mel off the stage, Jake. It's my wedding today—what will my husband and his family think of me if she keeps causing a scene like this?" Jacob hurried on stage and grabbed me, wanting to drag me away. "Haven't you disgraced yourself enough, Melinda? Do you want the whole world to know about the dirty things you've done?" I shook him off and slapped him. He owed it to me. "We've been together for seven years, Jacob. Don't you have even the slightest bit of faith in me?" He shoved me to the floor and roared, "The report makes it clear that you have syphilis! How do you expect me to believe you?"

, I continued leaving him behind as I headed into the ballroom. The carpet and walls were in warm tones of brown and orange, at the centre several couples were waltzing beautifully to the sensual rendition the orchestra was playing. It was a special song I really loved 'Senorita by Camilla Cabello and Shawn Mendez. I really loved music, it had a special way of speaking to you once you allow it. Hence, I felt myself visibly relax, singing the lyrics in my head. "May I have this dance with you?", Adrian asked popping up in front of me. People were beginning to watch, obviously intrigued by this rare display of affection between us.

The wedding was glamorous. The cake was beautiful and tasty. The dance was full of joy and Eric and Alissa danced with so much joy. Their couple dance was the most romantic sight. They danced to the song 'Beautiful in white'. Alissa danced with Richard as well. It was awkward for Alissa at first but he gave her his blessings and Alissa gave him a small hug in return. They played the newlywed games. Alissa even threw the bouquet which fell in the hands of Cassandra. Eric is pretty suspicious now because he saw her and a boy in the wedding flirting way too much. But let's put that aside.

My squeal was silenced when he claimed my mouth, spinning me around as he showered me with the most dizzying kiss I'd ever gotten. By the time he placed me down on my feet, my face was flushed red. "You're amazing," he whispered, his chest rising and falling rapidly. The crowd erupted into cheers again, and this time we turned to see the entire room gathered around just to watch our dance. We moved together, I curtsied while he dipped into a half bow. Don Rodriguez walked towards us with a bright grin and a glass of something amber in one hand. "Well, well," he says, his eyes dancing between the fire dancers that had taken over the floor. "I haven't seen moves like that since La Chiquita and

the mayoralty were signing along while eating, marrying joy was evident in this village, I hadn’t payed attention that Leonidas had left to do as he spoke of, once he had returned he had a guitar strapped on his back, his smile was big when I saw him, a kiss latter an elder man came to Leonidas to ask, “Ying man care to use that guitar with the rest of them folks?” He looked at the group of musicians who didn’t have a guitarist. I said, “Go, I will-” I was about to tell when an elderly lady came. She took my hand and chirped, “Come dance with the lads!” She pulled us apart, and we started dancing and playing music with the rest of the villagers. The girls were all simply having fun in their

Every detail, every shimmer of silver and icy blue, felt like a piece of a dream I never wanted to wake from. “All right, everybody, let’s welcome Mr. and Mrs. Whitfield!” the announcer called. I peeked through the entrance and saw Marion, eyes shining, hands clasped in anticipation. Everyone cheered as we moved to the dance floor for our first dance to “Adorn” by Miguel, a song that perfectly captured how he treated me from day one—like I was his everything, all year round. Afterward, our parents joined us for a quick dance, and then the guests filled the floor as “A Thousand Years” by Christina Perri played, a song that felt like it was written for Marion and me.

A proper wedding. Soon it was time for dancing. Everyone wanted to dance with the bride. I danced with my father, I danced with Louis, I danced with Juan, I danced with my father. Even Zade danced with me but Zane stuck by Coco’s side. They both danced together over and over until Carlos swept her out of his arms. Carlos was yet to refer to as mother but I didn’t think it mattered to her anymore, she knew he loved her. My husband’s parent was not present but they had sent a gift, which was enough for us.