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When Dolores turned on music, the tension in the room vanished. They were all in her soundproofed room, and they could make as much noise as they wanted. It's also where Dolores' super hearing is temporarily disabled, which explains why she's always there.
They all danced to the music, hips swinging with the rhythm, feeling the beat in every inch of their bodies and moving their colorful skirts along with it. Y/n closed her eyes whilst she danced, the music made her feel nothing but pure bliss.
Thiago and Camilo leaned against the wall, their eyes fixed on one girl, each holding a cup of beer in their hands. As she danced, both were both enthralled, regardless of their different thoughts.
Thiago smirks as he tilts his head. He observed her hips swaying and her hair waving. He observed her hips swaying and her hair waving.
Camilo's attention was focused on her smile, which captivated him. In his eyes, when she's happy, she's absolutely stunning.
Both of them approached her, and asked her at the same time.
" May I have this dance señorita? "
" May I have this dance señorita? "
They exchanged filthy glances, and she chuckled. She pulled them both to the dancefloor, where the others were, and started dancing. Thiago had Y/n's hand first, leaving Camilo to Sofia.
Despite all that had happened to them, dancing was indeed the one thing they used to do, one which they both enjoyed.
" Still a great dancer aren't you Y/n? " Thiago chuckles and spins her around. She responded with a smile and they rocked their hips in synchrony.
" You're not so bad yourself Thio, I remember how we won the national competition back then. " she says and Thiago spins her around again. His hands fell on her hips and went down. Things started to get a little too intimate without Y/n noticing.
" My turn mariposa. " Camilo hurried to them and took her from him by pulling her arm. Y/n landed on his hard chest making her glare at him and kiss his chin.
" Hola handsome. " Camilo's touch with her was gentler and smoother than Thiago's. This is what made her feel more at ease with his touch.
She let her hair down, making it difficult for Camilo to focus on both the dance and her gorgeous face. It only made her giggle. The way he stares at her warms her heart because his eyes are telling her she's beautiful. She prefers that it comes from the eyes, not from the mouth.
When Valeria spotted them both on the corner, she signaled for Dolores to put on a slow song. As they listened to the jazz rhythm, the once-loud and vibrant room turned peaceful and calm. A few are falling asleep with the help of booze, while others are still dancing.
" Will you join me for a slow dance, Herrera? " Camilo hugged her from behind, kissing her shoulder.
" I thought you'd never ask, Madrigal. " She turned around as he guided her hands to his shoulders, his hands encircling her waist. After a few minutes, she rested her head on his chest as they both swayed gradually. Camilo tightened his hold on her as he noticed her feet wobbling. She ended up drinking a total of 9 drinks that night. Camilo actually counted them.
" You sleepy princesa? " He whispered, and she nodded and yawned. He signaled for her to jump so he could carry her. Even if she was with him, he didn't want her to be walking while she was drunk. She wrapped her legs around his waist and laid her head on his shoulder. He greeted goodnight to his sister and Valeria before heading to his room with Y/n in his arms.
He carefully placed her in his bed and reached into his wardrobe for one of his shirts. He instructed her she needed to change and that he would change his clothes in the bathroom. He didn't want to see her body yet anyway, considering the fact that they're not married yet.
" Cami, I'm done! " Y/n shouts lazily and plopped on the bed.
Camilo came out from the restroom and laid beside her, covering both of them with the blanket. He tapped her shoulder and gestured her to lay on his chest. The calmness and warmth made him drowsy. Y/n listened to his heartbeat against his chest and giggled, making Camilo look down and brush her hair away from her face. He hummed and kissed her forehead, Y/n hugged his torso and buried his face to his chest.
" Goodnight cami. "
" Goodnight amor. "
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Gamble ( C. Madrigal )
FanfictionAh, yes. Marriage on paper. That's okay, it's normal for someone your family anyway. But why does it have to be him? Camilo, the Madrigals' eldest male grandchild. The one with the frustrating strategies and tricks. Anyone else in town could've been...