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29 - Ballroom Dancing

VALENTINA'S POV

All of it felt so surreal.

It felt like a dream...

His lips on mine and a crowd cheering from the view.

As we both pulled away, both of our breaths were heavy, and I smile as I stare into his eyes. I kept questioning whether I do truly love him and even though my mind was screaming no, my heart had already fallen head over heels for him.

Francis hugs my waist tenderly as I laid my hands on his chest and he rose his hand and turned us to the crowd, earning another applause from the large crowd.

We were on top of the balcony of imperial stairs in the ballroom and it felt like I was on top of the world. As we both walked down the stairs, couples were congratulating us and welcomed me which I thanked them for.

Francis introduced me to other gang leaders, but they seemed extremely less intimidating than Francis, which I found kind of reassuring, maybe it's not all bad out there.

I was having a great time until Francis had to leave to discuss business trades with others, which I understood, but now I was lonely.

Wandering around, I spotted the buffet and instantly went over, to stuff my face with the tiny pastries that were laying on fancy cake stands.

As I had my mouth full, I heard a high-pitched gasp behind me and when I turned around, I was greeted with a pearly white smile and smiled back as I realised who it was.

"Sienna!" I say opening my arms and hugging her.

We both exited our embrace and immediately started to complement each other's dresses. Sienna was wearing a hot pink dress with lace tailing the edges, and it was defiantly her colour. She had matching eyeshadow, wing eyeliner and straightened hair.

"I love your dress, Valentina! You have to tell me where you got it!" she said sweetly, but when I said I just got it from Francis, I swear I saw her eyes darken for a second but return to their bubbly state.

She suggested that we go sit and we did so on a couch off to the side. It felt like I could talk for hours with Sienna, and even though she talked about herself a lot, I didn't mind. It was interesting to learn about others' life.

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"But enough about me!" she stays stopping her rant and turning to me. "What is Francis like?"

What? I stared at her, sort of dumbfounded. Why did she need to know about Francis? Sienna could see I was confused and immediately waved her hands nervously.

"Sorry if that sounded weird, I mean what is it like to be with the supernatural, top gang leader?" she explains in a duh tone and I nod my head, more understanding now.

"It's okay I guess, I've never seen him as a terrifying character, he just has trouble controlling his emotions." I rant but I could see that Sienna was starting to look bored so I tried to lighten the conversation but before I could, someone cleared their throat in front of us, and we looked up to see Quinn, glaring at Sienna with her arms crossed.

I smiled at her and invited her to sit, but instead, Quinn pulled me up by the arm and next to her instead of Sienna. The two were glaring at each other as if looks could kill. It lasted like that for a minute before Quinn turned to me.

"Could I borrow you for a minute, Val?" Quinn asked, her voice sounding slightly eager so I nodded but before I could say goodbye to Sienna, I was dragged away.

"What was that about?" I ask Quinn when she finally stopped and let me stand on my own two feet.

"What's your business with Sienna?" she retorted stiffly, and I stared at her, oblivious to what was going on.