Dancing with a stranger

The days almost done and it's now time for the hotels annual ' dance of the dead gala. ' Everyone has been making sure this gala runs smoothly, especially after what happened this morning.

The guests are already in the ball room and gossiping about who wore it best or better yet who won't be wearing it for the rest of the night.

Although being only 17 , I act very mature and my body is quiet developed. 🤫 don't tell anyone.

I finally got my red silk ball gown on and hair done, "it's time to show them flames" I said before entering the ball room. A thousand judging eyes were stearing at me from all angles, but this was not nearly enough to throw me off, I walked in there with the sort of confidence a manager should have, the confidence that pairs well with modesty.

I roamed the ball room lying to every guest there, saying that it was an honor to have them staying with us. which it was ,don't get me wrong but not in the way they think I meant it. I meant it was an honor to have such rich snobs spending thier money here instead of somewhere else, they think I actually meant them and not the money.

But one of the rich snoops understood me perfectly and replied with " my money is also honored to be here".

That made me burst out in a suttle laughter😂, when I turned to see who had said that, it was non other than Mr anterage, he was eyeing me from head to toe as if I were a piece of candy.

and I ,naturally, given he's devilish looks, did exactly the same. He smiled at me and then asked me if I'd join him for a dance. With everyone starring in anticipation and his anterage burning with rage ,I politely refused and turned towards the exit.

I had performed all my manager duties at the gala , so I had absolutely no other reason to be there, pretending to be someone I'm not, something I'm not.

As I sat in the hotel library in my normal clothes, holding a small but thick book I felt at ease 😌 , the silence was like music to my ears and a shelter for my heart.

"if I died a tragic death, would uou weep for me, as you did for her. Or would you die with me and bid this life fairwell" I read from my book in a soft yet bold voice.

" if u were mine , u would never die a tragic death" a cold and flirtatious voice whispered in my ear from behind me.

I immediately jumped off the couch and onto my feet, only to find that the voice in my ear was Mr anterage, only this time without the anterage. he complimented my taste in literature and I asked if he had read the full version of this book, he replied no and said " i was merely speaking frankly with you"

Those words left me speechless, I felt like I was being stalked a bit 🤔. First we meet in the morning and slso at the gala and now here alone in a library.

This could not all have been fate but since he was in the library with me, I asked if the dance offer was still on the table, he nodded and with no hesitation took me into his arms and we danced for what seemed like only a few minutes but in reality was over an hour.e both bowed to end the dance, but before I could leave he pulled me in for a kiss.

His lips were like fire pressed against mine refusing to let go, he's hands were gentle yet firm and i lost in the fight to escape.

He finally released me , and called my flustered, red face😳 'precious ' , i ran out the foor and punched a wall to release my anger😤.

That was my first kiss gone to a complete playboy, not that I was really big on the whole, your first kiss is precious thing but it took me very much by surprise.

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