Viscount Dance Novelas e Histórias

It was such a great sight to even see my mother, who was laughing and looking the happiest I had seen her in a long time. Valentino walked up to me and wrapped his arm around my waist. “Come on, Mrs. Romano, I believe you owe me a dance.” He turned me around, so my back faced him and rubbed my belly. I smiled and nodded my head before taking his hand. “A private dance, Mr. Romano?” I asked, thinking about the time we first met. “I believe it’s going to cost you ten grand.” “As long as you open your legs,” he whispered. Laughing, I grabbed his hand and dragged him over to the dance floor.

They stood awkwardly in tensed silence that was broken when Veronica asked Trent for a dance. " Fancy a twirl on the dance floor? " There was an enticing grin on her face when she asked. Once Veronica sets her sight on a guy she doesn't quit until she has him. Evangel felt Trent's eyes on her for a brief moment but she pretended not to care. " Yes, I would love a dance with you. " Despite not caring, Evangel couldn't help following the two bodies as they walked over to the dance floor. She kept her eyes on them as they danced. They made such a spectacular couple and people were beginning to notice.

"She looks like she could use a friend." Caspian gently kissed Victoria on the cheek, expressing his gratitude for her understanding, before making his way towards Visenya. He approached her with a warm and sympathetic smile, extending his hand out to her. "Dance with me," he said, his tone gently urging her to join him, leaving no room for refusal.

"What is happening daisy, you died and now I can see you. I was pushed down by my twin sister again and woke up to find out I could actually see and talk, what is going really going on?" "First we are at a Hospital when we are really alone, I will tell you why. And for your first question, I didn't die Nora. I have been with you throughout the years but sadly you couldn't see me. For me to come to your world, I have to give up something I really love, my dance. How did you think my twin sister came to live in your world?" Daisy explained. "So no one can see you except me?" "Yeah, we are both connected in many ways Nora, the dance I taught isn't an ordinary dance, I will explain more later,

she said once again with sincerity. ** ** The stage was set for a romantic dance, the floor was open to all. Hired dancers were the first to engage and slowly, other couples began to join. Valse à Deux; a gentle dance from the old world French charm, it was beautiful to watch. Jimmy looked like he was about to ask Anna but out of nowhere, Mr. Blackwood approached them. “Miss Ann, would you do me the honor of dancing with me?” he invited with a graceful bow as culture demands.

My, you certainly know how to move that body of yours," she remarked, her voice laced with admiration and intrigue. She cast a lingering glance back at Victor, her hips swaying rhythmically, captivated by the smooth, seductive flow of his movements. His dance was mesmerizing—each step a flawless expression of artistry that ignited a fire within her. It was undeniable; she had never witnessed such intoxicating dance moves before. Although she recognized that their relationship was still in its infancy, the magnetic pull of his performance drew her deeper into the moment.

There was something about Visaris—something steady, something that made the world feel less chaotic when I was near him. Before I realized what I was saying, the words slipped out. “Dance with me.” Visaris blinked, clearly surprised. “Dance?” I nodded, stepping closer, my heart racing for reasons I didn’t fully understand. “Yes. Under the stars. It’s good practice, right? For the dance I’ll have with Olivine after the ceremony.” He hesitated, and for a moment, I thought he might refuse. But then he offered his hand, his expression softening ever so slightly. “Very well, Roisin. If it pleases you.”

“I wish I did.” “You could look more like her if you tried,” Victor said. I shook my head. I knew I was hopeless. “I could never look as beautiful as her.” Victor gave a signal to Benson before he took my hands. Soon music began to flow through hidden speakers. It was a Waltz. “Relax, Daisy, and look at me,” Victor said. “Don’t look at your feet. Always look at your dance partner. We will move as one.” I couldn’t believe how much easier it was to dance with Victor than with Ambrose. As we swirled around the ballroom several times, I laughed into his eyes.

“Or she makes him trip with her.” His mouth curved—not quite a smile, more a dangerous flicker of amusement. “Careful. You sound like you want to win.” “Always,” she whispered. The dance quickened, violins sharpening into a whirl. Dante guided her through each movement, every step a test, every turn a challenge. Valentina let him lead, but never without resistance—an extra pause here, a sharper pivot there, her body answering his commands but never surrendering to them fully. Around them, other couples blurred into the background. Conversations stilled at the edges of the floor. The Don’s lieutenant, Alvarez, watched openly now, suspicion flaring with every sway of her gown against Dante’s s

After spending the whole day with Zander, going from place to place, getting her hair done, nails done, and finding the perfect outfit, Claudia was finally ready for her date with Sean. She was wearing a cold shoulder black dress that hugged her curves and stopped about an inch from her knees. Her hair was straightened and left to flow down her back like a copper waterfall and her nails were painted crimson and sharpened as well as pointed to look like claws. As Claudia walked into the Dragon's Den, All the men stopped and stared but her eyes were only focused on Sean who couldn't take his eyes off her even when the waitress was obviously trying to get his attention.