Novel & Cerita What Happened To Derek In Save The Last Dance 2

He continued, “If everyone takes it seriously…” I didn’t hear him out and directly hung up. Rooted to the spot, Lysander looked momentarily awkward, but he quickly concealed and suppressed his emotions. When countless microphones and cameras swarmed toward him, he remained composed, offering a practiced smile. “Seraphina was just joking. Please bear with her.” Elara’s fiancé suddenly called a halt, and the engagement banquet was abruptly interrupted and brought to an end. As Elara lifted her skirt to step into the Maybach, Lysander was calling me. The line rang, but I didn’t answer.

Derek's whole body trembled, that feeling could no longer be described in words. There has never been a moment when he was as happy and surprised as he was now. He never dared to think before that Bertha also loved him... The corners of his eyes were red, he turned around and ran into the villa to find Bertha. He couldn't wait to tell her that he was still alive. A figure appeared in front of him, it was Liam, who had just finished talking to Tyrone. “Boss, where are you going?” Derek pushed him away. "I'm going to confess to Bertha."

I answered him half-heartedly, taking a gulp of my drink. “You know, the last time you said that, I had to come back in the middle of the night to drag your raging ass back to the packhouse and send five hunky dudes to the ER?” Derek raised his eyebrows at me, to which I just shrugged before tipping back my own drink. “Another,” I told the bartender, who gave me a concerned look. “I’m not nearly drunk yet, man. Get me the strongest you got.” “Fine, call me if he gets in trouble.” Derek handed a card to the bartender before looking at me with narrowed eyes. “Don’t cause any trouble, mate.” He waved back at me before making his way back out of the club, sliding right through the mass of swayin

She did so gently and he smiled Derek : Blue. I really want to apologize for yesterday. I was really drunk and couldn't control myself. I'm really sorry I tried to hurt you. It won't repeat itself Blue saw sincerity in his eyes as he looked at her. She smiled and bowed her head Blue : it's okay sir. I understand. And besides you didn't do anything Derek : I would have, if Belinda didn't intervene Blue : ohhh, well thank goodness she did Derek : so are we good now?

He declared and then jumped to the other side as the guards tried to handle him. But of course, it wasn’t difficult for him to escape and disappear before they could manage to capture him.. *** The momentary disturbance had been removed and the club continued with its usual ordeal. The music blasted in the place while the people drank and danced. The other performers were in their positions, some of them on the poles while others were serving and getting their asses slapped. But I, along with Nial who had fractured a rib or something stood in Derek’s office in a daze.

At the same time, Derek gave priority to female members of my family members. I also danced with my friends, John, Owen, Jack, Brandon and many more. As of last, I finally got a chance to dance with dad, I was emotional when I danced with him, and he got teary eyes even though he was very happy because he knew that he didn't have to worry about me now. At the same time, I was observing Derek dancing with Sr. Scarlett. 'I shouldn't be feeling jealous.' 'I shouldn't.' Then finally, I was back in Derek's arms. He leaned forward and kissed my lips gently. 'Is my mate still feeling jealous?'

It was my battle and they didn't seem to understand that. Derek appeared in my field of vision and his lips automatically locked into a grimace of disgust. He smiled at me as if he had won the lottery and walked over to me. I kept dancing as if that gave him a clue that I didn't want him to be there. I was better off alone. I couldn't bear to look at him. He was trying to prevent the final moment from coming. His arms came dangerously close to my waist, intending to encircle me, but with a gentle sway of hips I disappeared from the space I could encompass. We continued with the same "dance" until I bumped into someone on my back. Kyle. He winked at me and went to talk to Derek, who even thou

I said, my voice cold. “Doesn’t matter,” he said softly. “Some losses stay forever, bro. They leave scars.” I looked away at the city lights. “She’s gone, Derek. No point thinking about her. She’s dead and buried. End of story.” “If you say so,” he said quietly, but I could hear he didn’t believe me. I changed the subject. “How’s your latest disaster going?” Derek groaned. “Don’t start. She told me she loved me on the second date. Second date! I ran so fast I left skid marks on the restaurant floor.”

Except it doesn't feel like a choice so much as a necessity, like we're both addicts who can't quit each other no matter how much damage we cause. My phone buzzes. Jake, again. I've been ignoring his calls all night but I finally answer, stepping out into the hallway so I don't wake Vanessa. "Are you alive?" he asks immediately. "Because you disappeared hours ago and I was starting to think that security guard actually killed you this time." "I'm fine. Vanessa's here." "At your place? Derek, what are you doing?" "What I should've done two years ago. I'm not letting her go again." I lean against the wall, suddenly exhausted. "She had a boyfriend, Jake. That guy who punched me. They were toget

Alive. We danced like we’d done it a thousand times before, easy and laughing. He twirled me once, then dipped me slightly, and I couldn’t help but grin. I looked up, and across the ballroom, Alpha Ellison stood watching. A fresh glass in his hand. His expression unreadable, but the tension in his shoulders gave him away. “Is he glaring at me or you?” Derek murmured. “Both, probably,” I said, laughing softly. But before Derek could respond, a loud crash sliced through the air.